The sky in Antigua this morning is giving big “I stayed up too late but I’m still showing up” energy. The sun is there, somewhere, trying to peek through the clouds like a shy celebrity avoiding the paparazzi. It’s that awkward moment between night’s gossip and day’s to-do […]
It’s the first of May. My birthday month. A time when some people post their baby pictures, others their biggest flexes, and a few brave souls post their actual faces unfiltered. Meanwhile, I remain… strategically obscured. Un-selfied. A fog machine away from full noir. Let’s talk about that. […]
Today, I got one of those oh-so-helpful “On This Day” memory nudges from my cloud drive. You know, those digital ghost notes that chirp: *Hey! Remember this magical moment from April 27th in 2017, 2019, 2022…? Well, apparently, I was very busy pretending to enjoy things on past […]
The twilight air hung heavy as I stood by the small lake, its stillness disturbed only by the faint ripple of unseen fish. Across the water, the red house stood like a forgotten relic, its windows dark, curtains drawn. They say no one lives there—never has. Yet, every […]
What would you do if you lost all your possessions? Viola Davis once said, “The only picture I have of my childhood is the picture of me in kindergarten.” This quote resonates with me on a profound level because, like Viola, I know what it’s like to lose […]
The room was meant to evoke a sense of nostalgia. The room was supposed to provide comfort in the face of extreme anxiety. Her heart was pounding, and she needed some calming tea. She wanted a fainting couch. Actually, she wanted to run away. Everything here would serve […]
They had always wanted a bicycle built for two. They wanted to ride together in unison. They could also sing a song together, whether it be in sorrow or mirth. That’s why they also wanted to buy two guitars. They could be in sync, creating a melody for […]
What’s the story behind your nickname? My mother named me after my aunt. When they were both young kids, my aunt saved my mother from drowning. I believe that thereafter, my mother not only felt indebted to her but also felt a lot of respect towards her. To […]
She was feverishly combing through photo boxes all day. She had this deep need to find that one photo. That photo that would jostle her brain and activate her neurons. She needed that photo that would shock her system. She needed it because all that she felt now […]
This has been the winter of my discontent. This has been the dreariest winter storm. However, I have heard that “No winter lasts forever; no spring skips its turn.” While I await the return of spring, I’ll enjoy some comfort food. A good stew. A good bread pudding. […]
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