Tag: Love

  • Everything Everywhere All At Once

    Everything Everywhere All At Once

    I loved today. Today was the first time in 4 months that I laughed out loud, choking on my own silly words.  I’ve been running around juggling two jobs and working on side projects. I feel like a dead man walking. Or more like… a functional corpse. Replying to emails. Attending meetings. Nodding at things…

  • What in the Inception?

    What in the Inception?

    I don’t know how to live with a broken heart. Does anyone know?And can you teach me? I’ve had my heart broken before… this isn’t my first rodeo. But this recent one is a new one. One that I’ve never really experienced something like before. And I’m not talking about the hurt, or the pain…

  • Baby Don’t Hurt Me

    Baby Don’t Hurt Me

    I’ve been super overwhelmed. So much has happened in the past month. So much. I’ve never had to hold myself and beg her to be patient this way. I’ve been calm, accepting every curve ball. I’ve been practicing stoicism. It’s a nice concept that I often dabble with. But this time it’s been a lot…

  • Mission: Possible

    Mission: Possible

    Hey, e-friends! I’m back today with a topic that’s always circled in my head. Especially after the month I’ve had, it’s been pretty loud inside my mind and of course, the only way to let it out is this, writing about it (don’t you know it?) That topic is… friendship. Sometimes even friendship vs. romantic…

  • Happy New Year and Stuff

    Happy New Year and Stuff

    Hello hello, my dearests! It’s been a while. Which honestly feels like the default opening for this blog at this point. Time passes, life happens, I disappear, WordPress charges my card, I return. The circle of life. That email is genuinely why I’m here. “Your subscription has been renewed.” Nothing humbles you faster. But it…

  • Thank you, Next ;)

    Thank you, Next ;)

    Hello my lovelies, I’m back!So much lighter than I was in my last post. I’m writing this from the cafe I used to haunt during the chaotic months. Same soft hum of songs, same coconut milk latte. I used to come here jittery with deadlines, emails, and caffeine. There was always something to finish, something…