My eyes are a little sleepy and are beginning to well with tears as I sit down to write this. Once again my unconventional fear of blank pages has filled my body as I stare at this one. My hot English breakfast tea is steaming up the cold screen of my grey Mac. …
I’m excellent at running. However, I don't mean the kind of running where I lace up my Nikes and get lost while sprinting the backroads of the wine country. I mean that I am excellent at running away from things that make me uncomfortable or scared. Grand opportunities, waiting to be taken advantage of, are …
I have this unfound notion and vision of myself that when I write my most illustrious pieces on Uptown Maven, I am romantically sipping a café au lait at the local bohemian coffee shop. Realistically though, I do not live in a new and upcoming city where those coffee shops exist and also, to …
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 …
I surprised myself this week, which was surprising in itself. I never surprise myself. I hate surprises. I hate being surprised and I hate surprising my friends. To tell you the truth, if I get you a birthday gift or Christmas present you can bet your bottom dollar I will just tell you what it …
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