It starts with the sound of our front-gate opening, as I arch back to peek out of the rain speckled window, I see the delivery boy walk up to ring the doorbell but, I'm already standing at the door, waiting, looking at his kind eyes and his kinder hands which hold you. It's half an... Continue Reading →
Here's the deal, I just came across the most obvious truth today, I realized the days I'm most happy with myself are the days in which I work the most, whether that's studying, writing, completing a painting or even making good social conversations so, I wanted to talk a bit about how our productivity is... Continue Reading →
Row, row, row your boat, Gently down the street. Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily, Life is but a Dream.
We have fallen in love with the idea of Love.
lovely girl, my beautiful little lovely girl my talented, my special bud. you who flowered from my womb one fateful day of July. my sunflower child that brightened the sickly wet season. these were words my mother never said to me, there was no special, there was no beautiful, there were no flowers, instead, a... Continue Reading →
The first time we talked, I felt myself light up like a Christmas tree with an excitement I'd long presumed dead. You started speaking to me about the worlds you'd created, how, soon, you'll publish your first book, about how I must look for it when you did, you spoke of the dreams you dreamt... Continue Reading →
Part 1: The Freakout. When I received the news about John Green's new book "Turtles all the way down" it was around 4 am around a week ago. That particular night I was having a really hard time falling asleep and I kept tossing in bed, reading a bunch of random articles on the small... Continue Reading →
After six years of holding on to the seams of your long departed ghost and after failing at love elsewhere It feels like forever and never at the same time, the possibility of a fresh love, in the life of a person so young where time is always fleeting and every moment feels like a... Continue Reading →
So, I guess its true. I'm never going to live to experience or perceive all the amazing-ness and the beautiful magical creations in this world. Maybe I'll live to be 74 years old and yet surely I will have missed something grand. There's too much content here, too many people and too many ideas, wonderful... Continue Reading →