Arbitrary Madness. Artistic Exploration. Dope Things.
My friends are THE motherfucking dopest people I’ve ever. My favorite thing about them isn’t the kick it, or the brunches, or the teasing. (Although I do love those things.) I love how much I grow just from being in their presence. Let me tell you about my friends. I have a friend who getsContinue Reading “Let me tell you about my friends.”
In college, I needed an excuse to study people and their behaviors so I minored in sociology. Now, I read books like The Power of Habit and go, “That’s fascinating” in the nerd voice that lives inside my head. I immediately knew I would like this book when it started to remind me of Malcolm Gladwell’s books. IContinue Reading “The Power of Habit.”
Sometimes I just wanna get ratchet with my friends. I laugh thinking about the surprised face people get when they realize I turn up with the best of them. I think my mom is just now starting to get it. Recently, I took her shopping at Rainbow and politely told her that I was lookingContinue Reading “Ratchet wit yo friends.”
As I’ve mentioned before, I feel like there are whole chunks of my past missing. Nothing overly traumatic, just a bunch of things my mind didn’t care to remember. It’s frustrating because I want to take part in the nostalgia I see most people with. I want to talk about where I came from andContinue Reading “Brown sugar high.”
I have to testify to y’all real quick. I woke up this morning in LOVE with myself and I know people say that all the time, but I finally feel like it’s really real. I’m the most awesome person I know. For years of my life, “love yourself” has been an unattainable affirmation. I alwaysContinue Reading “Love yourz.”
On Writing: A Memoir of the Craft was one of those books I felt like I had to read, but didn’t really want to. Reading it was symbolic of entering my journey as a serious writer and it became apparent that this was the case when Stephen King said outright, “If you can take it seriously, weContinue Reading “On Writing.”
I’m stuck. The news, social media posts, and stories I’ve encountered this week are oxygen to the flames of my rage and my writing is going up in smoke. Sometimes I feel like the hard times can be the best muses, but all of this? This is suffocating. Just as I was starting to free myContinue Reading “Stuck.”
Sigh. I really didn’t want to talk about this, but it feels irresponsible not to. I’ve been compartmentalizing my blackness. It’s become second nature to me, but this past weekend has been making me itch so bad. Sunday afternoon, I walked my garbage to the curb for the hundredth time in years and saw aContinue Reading “Ugh. Racists.”
For the past four days, I’ve been watching the dumbest anime ever. The story can be described as: “A girl who falls in love with an asshole and then has to live with him while bearing the burden of her unrequited love.” It’s simply the absolute worst. Thankfully, I finished the 25th and final episode thisContinue Reading “ItaKiss.”
The Four Agreements by Don Miguel Ruiz reinforced a whole bunch of things for me. A whole bunch of important lessons I already knew, but have a knack for forgetting. If you google “The Four Agreements” you’ll find a number of useful graphics that summarize what is already a pretty short book, but I’m moreContinue Reading “The Four Agreements.”
