Eviction.

I moved into a new apartment this week. I moved into this space two years ago, walking in as a 19 year old sophomore, walking out as an almost 22 year old senior. I felt the weight of this heavily over the last five days, reflecting on how much had changed in two years. I…

Buy a new suitcase.

I got a notification today that my blog turned three. I started this space three years ago today. Which is very ironic to me, because four years ago today was my first breakup. And I think I still go back to that moment and reflect on it because that’s when things started changing. That’s when…

I wrote this for you.

I don’t know if you will ever see this. I have a feeling you won’t – I’ve taken a lot of measures in the last few weeks, let alone the last year, to make sure you have no way of contacting me ever again. I have severely questioned whether or not I would name you….

Let there be light.

I know I’ve severely neglected this little corner of the Internet, so first and foremost, hi, hello. I’m happy to be back. I’ve missed you; I’ve missed the freedom I felt when I poured my soul into this space. To whoever you are, wherever you are reading, thank you for staying. Thank you for being…

A little letter.

Dear you, Promise me this: that you will hit back. I know you’ve taken a lot of hits in the last few months. You’ve felt the ground shake. You’ve seen the clouds darken. You are no stranger to the valley of the shadow of death. And right now, you’re in damage control. Right now, your…

I was supposed to post this a week ago.

I was supposed to post this over a week ago. Which, to be totally honest, I wish I had; I wish I made a stronger effort to finish it since everything was still fresh in my mind. A week has gone by, and not only has the message become hazier, I’ve watched a severe amount…

Dear Emily.

And so it has come again, the second orbit of this day around the sun. I’ve thought a lot about what I want to write to you, because we’ve written about this day for a while. We’ve blogged about it, we’ve talked about it over coffee and on the phone, we’ve agonized over it, and…

Without the rope.

I’ve never flown. I’m 21 years old and I’ve never been on a plane. Which is funny to me because I’ve run a 5k on a freaking runway. I’ve gone to the airport specifically to eat dinner and watch planes take off and land, and I’ve sat underneath the planes as they’re landing to take…

The in-between.

Yesterday morning, I woke up to new students moving into the apartment complex. Yesterday morning, I wasn’t one of them. I’m not sure if I remember the last time I wasn’t in a constant state of motion where college was concerned. I went from one college out of state to living back home with my…

You’re still here.

I felt this was important to tell you. You’re still here and have a heartbeat and breath in your lungs. The world is not a kind place. People are not going to play nice. There are going to be too many goodbyes. And somehow we’re still expected to play it off like we’re okay and…