It’s Home, Even if It Is a Bit Messy

Last night I turned on to an all too familiar street and felt the usual bubble of laughter rise up in my throat as I glanced at the cross streets of my apartment: Bruce and Wayne. One can't help but love living at the corner of the Dark Knight himself. It's just one of the… Continue reading It’s Home, Even if It Is a Bit Messy

When a Piece Reads You

It has now officially been over a year since I graduated. May 26, 2011 seems like a lifetime ago on some days, and on other days I can remember distinctly the way the sun felt on me as I posed for millions of photos as if it were yesterday.¬†For the majority of the past year… Continue reading When a Piece Reads You