I have a love-hate relationship with words. I hate writing because every time I sit down to write, it’s like I'm laying myself out on an operating table and digging in as deep as I can with the scalpel in my own hand. I flay myself open for everyone to judge. Whether you know me …
It’s a Tuesday morning. Tuesday is believed by many cultures to be a day of bad luck, and some days I would attest to that, but this Tuesday is not like that. Instead, the birds are chirping and the rays of sunlight are trying to reach into the cavernous room I consider my “office,” but …
It should be illegal to be awake this early during summer. It’s 3:41am and I am sitting at my kitchen table drinking my English breakfast tea. It was a tough night. I woke up sweaty and dazed at 2 because I had low blood sugar. Instead of tossing and turning with my thoughts I had …
Seventeen and navigating my way through the treacherous roads called high school I sit here. I'm hoping my words don't fail me right now. I'm taking a deep breath in... This past week has been terribly difficult. It felt as if I were riding a bicycle downhill with faulty breaks. Oddly enough, the more momentum I …
A multitude of different sized flakes of snow began falling outside my bedroom window this morning. As the sun rose, the crisp air I breathed in refreshed my soul. The snowflakes were gracefully making their way to the objects they were destined to land on—leaves, branches, grass—every object anticipating the small drops of perfect ice …
Looking out I see vivid pinks and deep purples; pillowed atop the vast white floor that resembles cotton balls. Sitting I study the blinding white-snow sky. I'm practically inhaling it, but still, I'm wavering. I'm buckling down though—I'm becoming interested in the little world that exists below me. The pale pinks are dancing into the …
I am a terrible liar. Not that I am a liar but if I even try to lie, I am terrible at it. My mom can usually call me out if I remotely begin to tell a lie. I am also a terribly weak person. When it comes to refusing the sample of food being …
Uptown Maven 