Tag Archives: inspiration

Please Crush Me.

Martin Luther King Jr always represented peace for me when I was little. Someone who could calm the heaviness in my heart with his words. I’ve always been an extremely emotional person. Pulling in the anger, sadness, or joy around me. Seeing images and hearing stories of civil rights and slavery were so hard on […]

love will never be lost on me.

I’ve been thinking about kindess lately. A coworker was telling me about how she worked at a drive-thru and someone decided to pay for the person behind them. Then that person so moved by the gesture decided to pay for the person behind them too. It kept going. People just kept paying for each other. […]

House of the Spirits

I’m holding this book in my hands. “House of the Spirits” by Isabel Allende. It’s a used copy that Iย bought at Green Apple Books in San Francisco on Clement. I love finding books there. I love old used books. I love finding notes in the margins. I love finding old receipts stuck inbetween the pages. […]

Residual Mourning

I’ve been getting emotional lately and thinking about death. I’m constantly worrying about my dad, calling him every night and just needing to hear his voice.ย I need to make sure he’s made it home safe from wherever he was at. I get like this, it nothing new. I’ll be perfectly fine. I won’t have even […]

This is how you get her back.

Of course on this day every year I think about loss. But it’s not like its only this day. I miss her every day. But today for some reason you feel it more. The first day you got the wound that is taking forever to heal. But what if on a day like today you […]

she used to just stand there and stare.

It happened as she was leaving a concert. A little known band she couldn’t convince the rest of her friends to spend $25 on. But she really wanted to go, so she went alone. As much as she didn’t mind it, it was hard to not feel strange standing alone in a crowded room. Everyone […]

primary girl.

The way you’d shake your head and scream along to the music at the top of your lungs when the doors were closed, I thought I was witnessing a revolution. And I was, you are a revolution. Then years later on a stage in front of us all, I wasn’t the only witness to it […]

I’m not there yet…

Every time I get upset or jealous all I can think is, I’m not there yet. But sometimes its hard. Those moments when your stomach drops and you can’t wash that bitter taste out of your mouth to save your life. When your life feels like puzzle pieces that have just been thrown up in […]