The sense of nothing

life and how it begs to be felt.

February 25, 2024

The winter of self-preservation.

I haven’t left my apartment all February. Minus the bridal shower in Texas, I have been a hermit. Leaving my apartment only for the essentials (Pain au Chocolats, sparking waters and flowers). Winter is for hibernation but I think I overshot the line at which hibernation ends and isolation begins. I find myself feeling like…

personal

blogging, childhood, social media, winter
November 14, 2023

An Excerpt of Thought.

The first time. Church bells were ringing in the distance. The church bells were always ringing. Every hour. Every half hour. White noise to us. His lips touched mine and they tasted like Fanta. A soda bubble rested on my lip as he pulled back from me. The ringing of the bells rocked the air…

lifestyle, storytelling

#churchgirls #youth #bells
September 4, 2023

When the entire apartment is at the pool but you wish to be at the lake in your childhood neighborhood.

I remember I visited my parents one summer in Hawaii. I bought a one way ticket. My dad knew I was depressed when he picked me up from the airport. It was in the way he said, “Hi pumpkin.” His voice lingering in the air. His octave dropping into a whisper on the last syllable.…

writing

depression, short story, wordpressblog