tell me something beautiful

You're feeling that ice coldForgetting the good thingsCaught up in the problemsPlease stop complaining yes, my throat and ears are feeling ice cold, sickly, ringing with an empty, dull pain. large purple shadows hang under my eyes and my lower lip is limp and swollen. there is no light in my room, besides what is… Continue reading tell me something beautiful

the hum of home

my laptop is overheating and it just shuts off every couple of minutes ... i never thought i would make an ice pack for a laptop. yet here i am, draped over the couch, surrounded by pencils and water bottles and journals and the symphony of noises which fills our full home. my thighs are… Continue reading the hum of home

goodbye island

yesterday i stared through the water into the rainbow lattice of light that danced on the bottom of the sea - making all of the shadows seem like holograms - and tried to lock it into my memory. the sun was dropping below the horizon but its rays were warmer and more golden then ever… Continue reading goodbye island

on sky and star

I'm sitting outside on the deck of the third floor of our hotel. It's completely dark outside ... except for the scintilla of lights winking across the 7x21 mile landscape. "lost without you" is playing in my ears and I feel the wind brushing over my shoulders as the piano climbs into my mind and… Continue reading on sky and star

on water and impressions

my first look left me with a drawn-out gasp and widened eyes. I had never seen the ocean so blue. I had never seen the ocean so clear. And I had never seen the ocean so beautiful. I had no words for the moment, partially due to the fact that I had lost my voice… Continue reading on water and impressions

melt into the sunshine: a sketch

sitting on a broken beach chair beneath the shade of the enormous maple in the front yard. it's 4:42 p.m. and the sunshine is golden - a rich, shimmering golden that embraces you with every beam that touches your shoulder. the sky is blue almost to a fault - the brilliance seems more like a… Continue reading melt into the sunshine: a sketch

bullet it all away

i've scrolled through hours of gorgeous bullet journal pages inked by insanely talented letterers and artists and sighed in admiration of the pleasingly aesthetic flow of their lives; but also in defeat due to my own lettering deficiencies. the attraction of such a simple and pleasing form of daily organization however always brought me back… Continue reading bullet it all away

embrace the weird

"you're so weird" take it as a compliment. embrace it. who else in the world has the same tastes as you, the same cheesy smile, the same face, the same high-pitched laugh that's way too loud. who else's room is such a mess of different ideas and interests and clothes and pictures? nobody thinks twice… Continue reading embrace the weird