summer is not the same for everyone.

And assuming so, makes you a narrow-minded immature person. I always hear people say: "how come you don't like summer? You must be crazy!!" No, Jared. Let alone the part where I can't stand the sun and I pass out once a day because of my iron deficiency but summer is not fun and games…

poem attempt #1.

Today I woke with hair full of Glycerin and glitter,To a flat that is not a flat But a snowglobe.Something to shake up, but not out of.Doors fading through Disuses, like dew.And windows becoming paintings of what the world could look like today to me. Unprovable.

day 1.

“Pulvis et umbra sumus. (We are but dust and shadow.)”― Horace. I am so overwhelmed with emotions I feel like this page will start overflowing with water one moment another, beware. I said I'd keep track of every day of my life but yesterday was so tough I needed time to process.Did I process? Not…

morning routines.

“Morning is an important time of day, because how you spend your morning can often tell you what kind of day you are going to have.” – Lemony Snicket. In the last two years I realized HOW important it is to get myself together early in the morning, before a certain time. I have never…

introduction.

«I cannot well repeat how there I entered,So full was I of slumber at the momentIn which I had abandoned the true way.» I grew up with fairytales. My mom would read or make up some for me every single night. Considering Dante's Divine Comedy a fairytale may sound a bit weird, maybe even offensive,…