“…maybe I’ve been spending too much time with the locals, but I want them to be grateful for being seen.”
I always strive to feel balanced because asking for happiness seems like a trap. I have to keep the protection up, just like getting my nails done once a fortnight, if they aren’t covered in five layers of powder and gel they’ll be weak and brittle.
In Chicago, my Aries moon shows
I wake up to my annoying iPhone alarm clock and grunt. There is a constant flow of snow […]
Home for the holidays. To me, that means food and lots of it: gingerbread men and peanut brittle, […]
Unlike some of the women in my life, I have never felt that deep primal yearning to be […]
And when he left, he blended in with the rest. And I changed my sheets and cried in the shower, while trying to scrub off what was left of our friendship.
Not even on weekends. Not even when I’m hungover. I’ll wake up at 6, make some eggs, and take a shower to massage my head with shampoo.
By: Shea Gardner I have never considered myself a storyteller so this is a first for me. I […]
This morning I took the train to work. A few stops in it got crowded and I felt […]