“Get Rid Of Your Americanisms”…

I am a firm believer that no matter where we're from, it is always a part of who we are. The place where we grow up and spend our formative years is instilled in us, no matter how far away we may move. As a Native New Yorker, you will never, ever hear me say … Continue reading “Get Rid Of Your Americanisms”…

When You Are At The Brink Of Destruction…

When you are at the brink of destruction; at your most vulnerable and desperate hour and everyone has given up on you, this is when the stranger appears. The stranger arrives when your heart is broken open, ready, and believing. The stranger's eye is clear and not stained with your past mistakes. They are the … Continue reading When You Are At The Brink Of Destruction…

Are There Words?

Are there words? Yes, there are always words. Even in silence, there are words. The last few days have felt like a complete and utter mind-fuck. I am championing through it. I deserve a medal, but will settle for a cupcake. There are so many subjects I plan on writing about, but if I did … Continue reading Are There Words?