For as long as I’ve been on this earth, I have been a hopeless romantic, and the worst kind too. My entire teenage-hood was enveloped in countless imaginative encounters with “The One” and quite literally running off to be happily together. In my mind, there wasn’t anything love couldn’t resolve or mend. And it wasContinue reading “Evolving Hopeless Romantic”
“There are two kinds of people in the world; those who make things happen, and those who hope things happen. Just for you and just for today, I am a hoper. And I hope with every beat of my heart, you are one of those who make things happen.” -written by Dorianne Young
When I was an itty bitty girl I had very few toys that I truly treasured. Like any child, my toys were often tossed and honestly took severe abuse. But this Happy Meal toy, made out of hard plastic and many choking hazards, was of Belle. She wore her famous mesmerizing yellow dress, with herContinue reading “Beauty and the Beast movie review”
You were much taller than me, much much taller (disclaimer: surpassing my height is barely a feat). I remember lying in bed with you, splayed out like starfish because your air conditioning wasn’t working. Lying side by side, talking about some existential theory and our avaricious human behaviors. We chatted, hypothesized, and inquired.