happiness is a new day. another chance, another audition for one’s shiniest, sweetest, best-tasting life. a stab to re-do all the mistakes and oversights made in the past, such as last’s night midnight face dive into my mom’s homemade, spinach...
last night i finally finished amor towles’ rules of civility, a light, wannabe-gatsby novel, set in new york’s 1930’s, involving romance, the dawning of the independent woman, an america emerging out of a depression, and deception. the novel was a...
even after all this time the sun never says to the earth, “you owe me.” look what happens with a love like that, it lights the whole sky. -Hafiz, a Persian poet of the 1300 a lesson indeed. i’m giving thanks titanic and wee on this beautiful, september morning....
