left with only two choices
i can feel it coming. like i always do. slowly. quietly. softly. gaining speed and building momentum. growing. ignore it and it isn’t real. but it grows. until it is too big to ignore. too big to overcome.
stick em up!
i am commissioning my comrades to help spread the mcp message of living life as loud as possible.
garden of everything
sun glistened on the brown and green glass. light became fuzzy black spots in the corners of my eyes as i glanced up at the sun dancing on the debris. trash. transformed into unearthly caves of from far away galaxies. pieces of broken blue and white china.
live travel adventure bless and don’t be sorry
“live, travel, adventure, bless, and don’t be sorry.” .jack kerouac
cut the crap
being busy is no excuse for being dumb. as a ‘write it down to make it real’ gal, i know the only way i will follow through on my vow is to publicly declare my stupidity.
i know a pretty little place
i watched the sun fall over the pacific ocean four days in a row. on the first evening i believed my friend journeyed to the beach to show me and my mister our first ever san diego sunset.
i took my own advice
i am not someone who hates on winter, but new jersey is the currently the absolute worst. snow storm after snow storm has been consistently followed by icy nonsense. morning commutes are disgusting. schedules have been rearranged too many times to count. everyone has the sniffles.
where boom bands are playing
“Somehow you’ll escape all that waiting and staying. You’ll find the bright places where Boom Bands are playing.” .oh the places you’ll go. happy birthday dr. seuss.
and to rockstar girls the world over…
an open letter to the golden haired beauty i met at the motion city sound track show last saturday night at starland ballroom… and to rockstar girls the world over…