Misdirection is Direction.
I envy people who have always had a dream - something that has resonated through their bones and called to them from the universe beyond. You hear those stories about the make up artist who would break in her Mothers room and paint her face brilliant shades, or the policeman who would go around giving people fake tickets with his little notepad. But me? I had abstract hobbies. Those one’s...
The False Factors
While there are many uncertain things in my life right now, there is one question that weighs upon me most: Where do I want to move? If you’re one of the few people that have tracked this for awhile, you may wonder: what happened to New York City? The place where dreams come true and the sky is an architectural awe? Well, I’ll tell you what happened. My desire to move there was...
I’m over this whole moody-broody thing right now. I’ve been sitting around, feeling so fucking sorry for myself. “Ugh! I live at home!” “Ugh! I live in New Jersey!” “Ugh! I can’t find a job!” “Ugh! I don’t know what to do with my life!“ WHOA IS ME. Boo-fucking-hoo, right? Welcome to the bane of almost every...
Forgotten But Aware.
Apparently, I’m not a blogger. I always forget I have one. I become consumed with living my reality instead of writing it. Plus, I’ve discovered that I tend to use this as the ultimate platform for word vomit. My last entry is a prime example. Feeling blank and not having the guts to verbalize it to anyone, I turned to the grandest audience of all - the internet. And true to my...