Beneath the Skyline
Sometimes my past haunts me – in a sort of eerie yet compelling way. I have a desire to shut my eyes, burry myself under my duvet, and travel back…. Read more »
Sometimes my past haunts me – in a sort of eerie yet compelling way. I have a desire to shut my eyes, burry myself under my duvet, and travel back…. Read more »
Trauma can be beautifully painful. It rises up to the surface, without warning. It makes me feel like I am a soda can that has been shaken one too many… Read more »
I just got a text from one of my good friends, alerting me that Kate Spade (prominent fashion designer) had killed herself. Kate Spade’s handbags, as trivial as it may… Read more »
I don’t think I’ve gone a day in the last month without saying or thinking the word “busy.” I’m busy. I feel bogged down by the smallest things in a… Read more »
Top 10 list of things in my bag 1. Magnifying glass 2. Spoon 3. Paint brush 4. Sewing needle 5. Pair of earrings 6. Grocery list from 3 weeks ago… Read more »
Every now and then I’ll see an old photograph of myself as a child or teenager, and it always gives me pause. I look into the eyes of the girl… Read more »