she’s always been the quiet type — the girl who’s said “not much to see here.” she covered up her body because of society’s shame towards a woman like her. the curve of her waist isn’t welcome in pictures. that shirt is too baggy & makes her look fat, makes her feel less than pretty,…
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returnings
it has been a long couple of months. i feel like it’s only when i’m leaving a place that things begin to move & change rapidly. i fear that i will miss some of the greatest memories here in san francisco, while i will be making them in my hometown with people who’ve known me…
instrumental movements
this title is a little “punny,” as it really has nothing to do with music & everything to do with the specific life moves & choices i’ve made that led me to this place in my life. but, i have been listening to a lot of classical music as of late, so maybe music did…
letting loneliness fuel ambition
so, today started out pretty slow. which is totally okay, because i had my first week of work & i’m totally entitled to sleeping in until 9 AM on the weekend (aren’t we all?). by that point–after a shower & several facebook videos, however, i realized i was up later than the rest of the…
kintsukuroi: “to repair with gold”
the simplest things can mean the most. the sharp wind reminding me that i’m no longer in alabama & a sunset over the ocean that has consistently knocked my socks off for the last three nights in a row. the burn of lactic acid when i climb steep hills. hearing twenty different languages spoken within…
the strict “shit happens” policy
though it should tell you so in the title, this shit is about to get expletive. so, i arrived in california yesterday morning & i’ve spent my first full day as a san francisco resident. so, of course i want to write about what i’ve been thinking & such, because today, on my accidental prowl…
the attention we all crave
it never hurts to feel noticed, right? i recently posted a picture of myself on instagram (inserting a shameless plug to my insta here), and i realized that a lot of the validation in how pretty i felt in that photo came from how many likes and comments i received on the picture, rather than…