It’s a strange phenomenon I’ve been experiencing lately. I often find myself looking back on my younger self, And I smile. At her naïveté. At her willingness to fall in love with strangers. At her drunken bathroom best friendships. At the way she danced the night away. At the way she allowed herself to beContinue reading “Here now.”
I don’t really know what’s next. I have a lot of different ideas. All of them a little out there. All of them scary. But all of them are also way more exciting than anything I have going on currently, and I think that’s worth the risk.
Currently going through yet another existential crisis and productivity always makes me feel better, so here’s a selection of some of the 35mm film I shot in Cartagena in March 2020, before the world ended.
It was cold. It was rainy. It was 10:30pm. I still had 3 more long work days ahead of me. On any other night, I would have been more than content with a shower, a snack, and snuggling into bed with Netflix. But tonight was different. Tonight we had plans. Plans we’d talked about allContinue reading “Just another night.”
Travis Tucker. A name straight out of a country song. We dated for a brief couple of months about 3 years ago. We met a few weeks after I broke up with my first and only serious boyfriend. I had been the one to end things, so I was excited to be single again andContinue reading “A letter for Travis Tucker.”
I want that “i can’t wait to see you” | “me either” kind of love. I want the kind of love you never get tired of. I want the kind of love that doesn’t tremble. I want the kind of love that you never question. I want the kind of love that makes everything else aContinue reading “Kind of love.”
I loved this teeny tiny highly functional apartment that happened to be the first spaced I shared with a boyfriend. I was always impressed with our ability to collectively build and live in such a tiny space without it ever really feeling too small. Located in the West Highlands neighborhood in Denver, CO, circa 2013.Continue reading “Once upon a 500sq foot apartment I shared with my ex-boyfriend.”
I have been trying so hard. Trying to accept my circumstances. Trying to be grateful. Trying to stay positive. Trying to imagine a new life that excites me. Trying to let go of the life that was ripped away from me. Trying to do the right thing. Trying to stay informed. Trying to amplify theContinue reading “Not for lack of trying.”
I’m generally a lover of potatoes, but who isn’t? Baked, mashed, fried, roasted. All delicious, but many methods require a lot of oil or added fats to make them delicious. After a lot of tweaking and perfecting, I’ve figured out a method that always results in potatoes that are hot and fluffy in the middle,Continue reading “The straightforward guide to perfect potatoes.”
At the time of writing this, I’ve just woken up on my first morning back home after 17 days in Colombia. As I went upstairs and made my coffee, looking out at the cold, gray backyard, I felt sorry for myself for the first time. If you’ve kept up with my writing, you’ll know thatContinue reading “According to plan.”