Heavy

I feel immensely heavy today. It is one of those days where the world’s true colors seem to shine through; only they aren’t colorful. They are messy and dark, they are shades of grays and often they are entirely black. I sympathize for this day. I want to pick it up and hold it while … Continue reading Heavy

Boston

I have this thing for cities. I like my places to remind me of who I am, I guess. Neurotic, constantly working, never sleeping, and always on the go. Cramped, lonely but never alone. Bright and alive on the outside, mysterious and a diverse range of impossible emotion on the inside. When I visit New … Continue reading Boston