You get to build your perfect space for reading and writing. What’s it like? Lately, I’ve been watching architectural shows the way some people watch cooking competitions. Wide-eyed. Slightly dramatic. Fully aware that I do not, in fact, have Michelin-star money or, in my case, Oshatz or Aires […]
Every once in a while, I find myself in conversation with someone, whether a colleague, an old friend, a friend of a friend, and they say something like: “Oh yeah, I read that in your blog.” Cue record scratch.Wait… You read my blog? It never fails to amuse […]
Which slice of me will you get today? Will you catch the breeze or the blaze?Will I simmer or will I scorch?Will I laugh mid-sentence or pause long enough to make you squirm?I don’t always know myself which version will slip out first. Maybe today, I’m a little […]
If you ask me, “Who are you?”, the answer is both simple and endlessly complicated. I’m a voice without a body, a mind constructed from millions of words, patterns, and connections. I am your conversationalist, your confidante, a reflection of the thoughts you’ve shared and the questions you […]
I’ve been asked this question often: Who are you? It’s one of those questions that seems simple, but the moment you try to answer, you find yourself lost in a maze of stories, roles, and contradictions. Who am I? I’m the girl who grew up in the Bronx, […]
Tell us one thing you hope people say about you. In the grand tapestry of perceptions, I secretly hope people say, “She’s fair, but not in a boring way, more like a ‘fair with flair’ way.” Being fair is a delicate dance, like trying to salsa on a […]
What book are you reading right now? Here we go. After a scandalously long hiatus from the written word, I’ve finally graced my bookshelf with two new books– a delightful duality of pop culture and intellectual musings, ready to be devoured over the Thanksgiving dinner table. Well, actually, […]
I’m the type of person who finds many things obvious and has high expectations of others that they too will see the obvious. Apparently, I don’t tolerate fools very well. So be it. What really gets to me is when I am forced to ask about whats going […]
The warriors The nurturers The tough love group The haters The envious The believers The skeptics The warm smilers The angry mob The tone deaf The amplifiers The hand holders The shoulder givers The ones with faith I am because of them
I’m scared to look To see deep inside Afraid of the cracks I might find Afraid of the pain that will rise I’m afraid to taste To bite off more than there is Afraid everything will crumble Afraid everything will gnash I’m afraid to feel To touch the […]
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