Everything is temporarily magical, until it starts to become real. I overstayed my welcome by adopting a puppy here. I crossed the unseen bounds; I took one of theirs and she became mine. We walk up and down the beach and the other dogs growl and chase us off their respective territories. We have no… Continue reading on adopting a puppy in India
“You can see it in his eyes,” she told me. I’d asked her how she knew he was lost. I witnessed a recurring theme, continuing to meet a similar type of person that summer, but really it had gone on for lifetimes. My friend explained to me, each of them fell into the category of… Continue reading the lost boys: seeing our own solitary reflection
I know it doesn’t feel like you’re quite a fit. Here, or anywhere. I know the pain of this feeling. How deeply it scratches beneath the skin. I know how you drift through worlds neither real nor unreal, with starry eyes and a soft smile. I know how throughout the roamings and the wanderings, you… Continue reading to the magically unrooted: reasons we belong
Pomegranates remind me of you. You bought a pomegranate and they seemed so foreign to both of us. I asked how you would eat it and you said you didn’t know. So then you found a video. Learning, step by step, how to peel them open. They’ve seemed foreign to me ever since. I’ve eaten… Continue reading peeling pomegranates: why we’ll never be together
I was once told I have an unhealthy attachment to creativity. This comment made me angry, which then made me proud because I spent centuries numbing myself from anger. Sometimes it just feels good to feel something again. After the initial, three-second anger burst wore off, I stopped to think, and then I laughed. In… Continue reading creativity is life itself
The last thing I wanted to do was to start travel blogging. I find blogs not exactly my style. I can write them, mostly if other people ask me to, but when it comes to my own website and creative projects, blogging can sometimes feel like pulling teeth. Maybe it’s because I’m driven by emotion.… Continue reading “you’re in the right place.”
In life there come times and places for change and transformation to occur, often cyclically. My life so far has been a whirlwind of such cycles of change, and as I find myself facing an upcoming journey, I have been preparing for yet another move, per usual to an eventual destination unknown. I believe plans… Continue reading premature nostalgia, and living in the present.