I don't have any other way to describe this post. These are sentences I'm sad I didn't write myself. I find them so beautiful. I'm in love with these sentences. All of them are from books I read at least two years
I'll slowly reshare my old blog posts here in a sequence that makes sense to me. This is a poem I wrote in 2023. I avoided rereading it since then. I somehow assumed I'd cringe if I reread it. But I'm not cringing. It&
Two comments on this piece: 1. Writing about difficult topics is daunting and can be self-indulgent, or just sickly dwelling. So the only tasteful approach to these dark and sad areas is humor. HOWEVER, this piece is about my grandmother. I can't be my humorous self when I&
Even papers age and get wrinkles too. This week my 2025 journal arrived (a month late! Apparently even time can get delayed in customs). I'm already emotional about all that I will fill her with. All the feelings that made a home in my chest, all the secrets