One of the toughest situations I have had to deal with, and seek strength to get through, is disappointing myself. Ne-Yo and Cher LLoyd sang it perfectly: “it’s like falling down, and everyone’s watching.” The journey involves inevitable bumps. It just so happens that these are sometimes a result of
I’ve been pretty swamped lately. Some of you may call it adulting. I call it my attempt at adulting. I’ve been distracted. There was a point in my life where remaining centered came as naturally as blinking. Now, a lot seems fleeting and I have lived more from the outside
My feet may not be the prettiest in the world, but they are certainly cute enough to make it to the blog, no? It’s also important, for variety’s sake, to give y’all time to miss my face. Lastly, I am here for the aesthetics and subsequent symbolism. First thought when
Happy third-AMAZING (my brother was born in March)-month of the year! I know y’all are used to this question by now (it appears to me, a condition of adulting), but where on earth does the time go? I cannot believe we’re two months past 2017. It was 2015 like yesterday!