I think love is best defined as the insurmountable heart ache that comes after the blizzard of whirlwind happiness. You can’t know it until you’ve lost it.

I don’t think we ever really feel at home. Every once and a while we just get glimpses of our existence where we don’t feel like we have to run.

Tonight at dinner my mom asked us all for one word to describe ourselves. And when she got around to me I said I didn’t know, to give me a minute, and that I needed a thesaurus. I did this for a few reasons, one of which being that I had been given a single … Continue reading Multifaceted Me →