confession — or an exploration of lonely versus alone through an unneccessary amount of words.

Confession: I actually do not know if I am any closer in my attempting to uncover, master, learn the art of happiness for myself. I think I have been relying on the external to provide that sense of happiness for me. While I do not regret or find any faults with my actions, I am [...]


story of my life — or my discovery

“I don’t really know what kind of girl I am” –Juno For those of you who are not familiar with the film, it entails the journey of teenage pregnancy, seen through an overly dramatic lens and sarcastic humor. Granted, while I cannot relate much to this specific context, the applicability is still present. What kind [...]

“Entra en mi vida…”

"entra en mi vida, te abro la puerta." The past few months have led me to this feeling... I have begun to feel that everyone who enters into my life, even if for a fleeting moment, provides me with insight into my self. And into their self as well. At the risk of sounding cheesy, I [...]