Summer is here! FINALLY! I have been waiting for months to say these words. It has been a painful wait to say the least. The days of having to blanket yourself in countless layers just to go out and get a croissant or take a walk by the river for just a few minutes are … More 067: Hello Summer
More than a year later here we are and Covid, no it does not feel right to be here with you. I believe you have overstayed your unwelcome. Please shut the door, or better yet, seal it, on your way out and don’t come back! It has been too long. Perhaps we thought that this was just a short stint and we would be back to ‘normal’ lives but we got played at our own game. … More 066: Covid, It’s Time To Say Goodbye!
Stress is a quick way of the body communicating that things are not going well. … More 065: Throes Of Burnout
There are so many beliefs about 3:00 am depending on where you grew up. Do you believe in any of them? … More 063: 3AM Nuances
A woman’s place is wherever she chooses it to be. … More 061: A Woman Chooses Her Place
I don’t think this is a good a idea. I know that I am essentially responsible for myself but yoooo, this is hard. I cannot do it. Do I really need to do this. Do I Really? Urgh…. Somebody help me. This is the battle in my mind every single morning when my alarm goes … More 058: WITH CHALLENGE COMES CHANGE
Urgh where do I start? I have this scratchy warm feeling in my throat and no, it’s not a cold or a virus, its something that’s calling upon my taste buds to quench it. I am trying to decipher this coded communication that my body is clearly trying to send. Perhaps i’m just thirsty – … More 057: CRAVINGS!!!
Paris. How can I possibly put into words the feeling that I get when I think of this city?! I try to decipher how it is that I found myself here. Unbelievable. I try to go back in time and try to look at the path that I curved for myself or rather, one that … More 054: MY PARIS LOVE STORY
It’s an unusually cold afternoon. The sky cannot stop pouring its soul onto the earth. There’s such a calm, a silence that’s almost deafening. Normally, this kind of silence would be a foreboding of some kind; at least where I come from, that’s how I would interpret it. But this particular day, the silence cheered … More 052: Blindsided
What do you do when you find yourself drowning? Do you let go or do you fight? … More 051: HOPE