Gone are the days when I would bring forth a plethora of recipes detailing on my latest concoctions in the kitchen; the days where I would be tempted to detail on every nook and cranny of one of my travel trails; the days where I would tweet and hashtag the hell out of my Instagram […]Read more "I’m a writer, not a blogger"
Or a drug lord. Or a pimp. Or a con artist. Or a trust fund kid. I’m not even a sugar baby. I’m actually just as broke as you are. [Hope I didn’t offend you by assuming that you’re broke since you’re a part of my audience.] And it’s not that any of those things […]Read more "I’m not a prostitute."
I don’t like to use the word ‘best’ when describing something as sacred to my being as an orange. But, I spent 10 whole minutes picking out that glorious, round, orange orange. I even spent an additional 8 minutes eating and detailing on its greatness to a friend, whom without choice had to witness the […]Read more "I just ate the best orange ever"
Every night I used to pray that I’d find my people, and finally I did on the open road. We had nothing to lose, nothing to gain, nothing we desired anymore, except to make our lives into a work of art. Live fast. Die young. Be wild. And have fun. I believe in the country […]Read more "In the Words of Lana Del Rey"
Nothing. Well nothing specific, that is. Living life on the fly, I get that question on the frequent. And as I get ready to leave Hawaii for Thailand in just under two weeks, the typical slew of questions start to come my way. ‘What happened to you?’ Uhhhh, life? ‘Will you ever settle down?’ I […]Read more "Watcha runnin’ from gurl?"
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It seems that every time I go to copy my hand-written notes into my book manuscript, I falter. Just a bit. Although, I don’t necessarily consider it a bad thing that I’ve re-routed my cerebral processes to this platform. It’s, in the least, a form of instant gratification. Today is a weird day in the […]Read more "/ɪnˈɛfəbəl/"