Sometimes in life, people, strangers, pass through and offer us what we need at the right time. Whether it's a smile, a seat on the train, or offering you half of their sandwich because they caught you eyeing it on an airplane and heard your belly grumbling angrily and likely wanted to avoid some type of violence (true …
Meanwhile, in Paris…Round-Up #1
Because there was just so much to capture, so much to do, so much to see, and so many joints to rub with Aspercreme after traipsing around the city to keep up with regular blog updating during the trip. (On the latter statement, I used my trust Fitness app and my calculator: we walked a …
“…the thief of joy.”
For the first official post of 2016, I wanted to highlight something I feel very strongly about. As an adolescent, as a teenager, as a young woman, I suffered from an insidious type of thievery: comparing myself to others. It was a sickness. I even, at times, compared myself to myself. As in sizing myself up and …
The History Test: Random Memory #3
Let's just get into it, folks. (See other random memories here and here, if you're wondering what this random memory thing is about.) When I was a sophomore in high school, I was in a pretty interesting History class. Interesting because my teacher, Mrs. G., was probably one of the more quirkier teachers I'd had in …
laughter in the rain?
This morning, a cold, unrelenting rain descends onto the atmosphere. The skies are dark, overwhelming, and sad. And I'd like to swim in a pool of French fries and cupcakes while I sob myself to a fitful sleep. Needless to say, it's obvious that I loathe days like this. I'd love to tell you that I'm someone who …
younger.
This speaks to me. When I was younger, especially in my teens and a large part of my twenties, I was desperate for someone in my life who could pull me through. Through those moments when loving myself was non-factor. When I would look in the mirror and loathe the girl looking back at me. When I …
Blogtober (Redux and Late) #31: Regrets or Nah?
Never mind that it's November 1. I meant to post my final entry for Blogtober yesterday, but life. Let's pretend it's yesterday. Thank you for supporting this year's bloggery effort despite the 16-day wifi-related snafu that occurred in the middle. Thank you for everyone that liked a post, followed my little blog this month, left …
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Blogtober (Redux): #25 and #26
Two posts, since Sunday was packed and found me super busy. I was tired the day I snapped this photo, taken while walking in London on Oxford Street. I was exhausted from walking all over the city, I was irritated from walking all over the city, and I was incensed from walking all over …
Blogtober (Redux) #21: The Underground (And the Rediscovery of Chivalry)
Public transportation is the lifeblood of city life in London. The London Underground (aka The Tube), buses--I experienced them all while in the city, and quite extensively, as my friend that hosted me doesn't own a car. So from the moment I landed at Heathrow Airport to the moment I went back to Heathrow to …
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Blogtober (Redux) #20: Nells Ländchen
I visited this park in the city of Trier, Germany, and felt as if I was dreaming of an idyll. But it was very real, and it was beautiful.
This Square Peg. 