Tag: love
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I Tried So Hard to Love Lobster
Last night I was eating some lobster, and I think I’ve come to the conclusion that I don’t really like it—but I really want to. I’ve eaten so many random lobster rolls while living in Maine, hoping it would change my life like everyone here says it does. I lowkey feel like a disgrace for Read more
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The Chairs Are Still There
I want to write something sad. I miss being sad, or at least my writing having more depth—like I’m learning something about myself through all the thinking. But my life has been so calm lately that I feel uninspired because I don’t feel much. My weeks are monotonous and boring, and while that’s okay and Read more
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Slightly Messed Up (But It Works)
I don’t really want to write today, but I guess I will because I promised myself I’d commit to writing twice a week and posting. And I try to keep my promises to myself… or at least that’s what my head is telling me. So I’ll listen. This will be short though, because I barely Read more
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A Bowl Coozy and the Onset of Old Age
I have embarked on a new journey… a sewing journey, to be exact. Tonight I made my first bowl coozy. What TikTok promised would be a quick and easy thirty-minute project turned into an hours-long adventure. I thought I’d have enough time to get a couple hours of knitting in tonight, but I’ll have to Read more
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I Call Them Towers
I have these moments in my life that I like to call “towers.” They are significant memories or ideas that seem to shake every preconceived notion I had about something. It’s like an idea I held so close to my heart suddenly comes crashing down. The last time this happened to me was at a Read more
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Loosening My Grip
These past couple of months, leading up to turning twenty-six, I’ve held on so tightly to the idea that I’m going to fall in love and meet my person. So tightly that almost every person I came across, no matter how small the interaction, my mind couldn’t help but wonder if they were the one—if Read more