Millisecond (an update)

the millisecond before her feet touched the ground, she fell in love, & she’s never touched the ground again since, it’s been almost 3 years

Note to 2012 self (updated)

Travel. Write. Dance. Get drunk. Just say yes. Wear dresses as comfortably as you wear sneakers. Leave your house wanting to watch a movie but go home with a new tattoo instead. Buy yourself an expensive pair of shoes without guilt. Book that flight without thinking if you’ll be allowed a leave. Take that call…

Take it, it’s yours

I don’t remember vigorously claiming at the end of 2010 that 2011 was going to be my year, but indeed it was. 2011 was mine, and I didn’t even ask for it. Thank you Bathala for answering my prayers from years ago that I’ve forgotten about. So I’ll try my luck again this year: 2012?…