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Make an entrance. Use your words. Take that trip. Forget fear. Love hard. Swim with dolphins. Hold your own hand. Hold on. Let go. Slide.
confessions of a reformed tourist
Make an entrance. Use your words. Take that trip. Forget fear. Love hard. Swim with dolphins. Hold your own hand. Hold on. Let go. Slide.
I resolve to let go of negative feelings, situations and people. This includes my own sense of regret, circumstances I simply cannot improve more than I already have and people who, although they, like everyone, possess some good qualities, are emotional vampires who will suck me dry, but only if I let them. I resolve [...]
Please note that while the following does indeed constitute something resembling advice, it’s more of a cautionary tale than a how-to essay. Please note as well that I’m almost 33 and still not sure what I want to be when I grow up. When I applied to college, it asked on the application what our [...]
Ever since I had the flu, normal sleep has eluded me. Last night I stayed up so late I decided it was best just not to go to bed. (I read The Red Tent. Twice.) Naturally today was a bit surreal. I looked a photo of a ferris wheel and thought I saw my own [...]
Don’t get me wrong. There are times when a well-timed and sincere apology mends what ails. But too frequently “I’m sorry” is just a bullshit way of excusing yourself for having done something you knew you shouldn’t have done in the first place. Other times the phrase becomes meaningless because it has just plain been [...]