Light Bulbs

Last night I came out of my room and saw my roommate dressed as a hobo.  I burst out laughing because she’s usually one of the best dressed people I know. She looks at my outfit, that’s all-grey, and how I’m wearing socks with slippers and laughs as well. We’re walking out and notice that … Continue reading Light Bulbs



I'm starting to think dependency creates a sense of fallacy. The more dependent I become, the weaker I feel. Feels too small.  Feels to frail. Feels too short.  Feels too not good enough.   To be able to fit into the gaps that are supposed to fit Comes with countless pre-requisites that on the face … Continue reading Mean