I recently opened a box mailed to me from my mother back home in Hawaii that was sitting in her garage since the late 80's. I was more than a little nervous thinking about what was inside but I had an idea; memories I wanted gone but wasn't ready to abandon completely. Once … Continue reading Lost, Found, London
Dreaming is Free
This post title has ADHD written all over it, but stick with me. I'll keep the loquaciousness to a minimum. If you're Googling "Loquaciousness" don't feel bad. I overheard that word at a party and couldn't wait to use it in a sentence. Then I realized - I was that L Word. And hilarity ensued. … Continue reading Dreaming is Free
I sat upright on the examining table, the thin paper rustling under the backs of my knees. I tapped my heels against the sides like a restless child waiting for her lollipop. I wondered - at what age in child development did doctors stop shelling out candy? And how cool would it be now to … Continue reading Face. Value.