chicago, fear, freaking out, lessons, men, moods, reflections, relationships

on the things I don’t want to admit

I've spent much of the past 12 hours trying to sleep/sleeping fitfully/having bad dreams or crying/holding back tears. The remainder has consisted of trying to pretend I'm strong when I'm falling apart inside; attempting to convince myself that my life hasn't been a complete waste of effort; and arguing with airline employees that I deserve… Continue reading on the things I don’t want to admit

fear, lessons, NYC, poverty, trying new things

on my prolonged silence

Side note before I begin: The Case of the Missing Laptop has been solved, but I'll refrain from naming the perpetrator until s/he is in police custody to avoid encouraging fleeing from the law. If you know who it is already, please do not reveal this information in the comments. Believe me, I will be… Continue reading on my prolonged silence