I was poking around Facebook this morning while eating breakfast. My boyfriend had gone to work and it was just me and the new Alt-J record I just bought. I drew the curtains, opened the window, and lit some nag champa incense. A decidedly good morning. Our place is far enough from street noises to be serene. For the most part, you can hear the hum of the interstate a few miles away, but not much beyond that.
Anyway, I came across this article at medium.com by Aaron Bleyaert entitled “HOW TO LOSE WEIGHT IN 4 EASY STEPS.” Initially, I rolled my eyes at the title, but a curiosity overcame me, forcing me to not just skim, but read and absorb.
Continue reading “This Is How You Forget // “There’s A Darkness (But There’s Also A Light)””
[A quick aside: I’m having a difficult time with today’s blog post simply because my stress level is pretty high and I’m goddamn irritated. I’d love to vent my frustrations, but venting has only made me angrier today, oddly enough, and I’d like to retain the last sliver of emotive control that I have. Coming to a personal resolution is seeming less and less possible.
There. I’ve acknowledged my mental roadblock. On with today’s post!]
As a teenager, I was very, err, passionate about things. My high school on-again-off-again sweetheart (because he “didn’t believe in titles”) resumed contact with me towards the end of my senior year after nearly an entire school year of silence. There had been a falling out, but that’s another story for another time.
Instead of going through all of the sweet nothings exchanged and declarations of love made, I’ll cut to the chase: I drove to Boston and back in 25 hours in the name of love, only to have my heart broken 4 hours after my arrival.
Continue reading “TBT: Teenage Antics and the Mass Pike // “I Love NYC””