Love

Goodbye

Who came up with the idea that a bye was ever good? Did they mean that it was good to say bye? Or perhaps that they wished a bye to be good in…

Home — Why I Visit The Town that Raised Me

I placed a gentle hand on the shoulder of the woman sitting next to me. “Our stop is…

I’m Not Good With Goodbye

Rather I’m quite the opposite. I’m awkward and clumsy, and I don’t know how to get my mouth to say what my brain thinks. My heart feels pained and I want to tell you that I’m sad. I think about how it might make you feel though. I don’t want you to think that you’re the reason I’m…

Innocence in a Sense

I think I may have cracked the code, or at least found a crucial piece to this puzzling life.

I was sitting in my room last night putting together some valentine’s day gifts for my friends when I realized I had a child like sense of giddiness. So me being me, I…

Our Own Hidden Figures

Sometimes I think in life we tend to take for granted the people who are watching out for us. The people in the…

Empty Coffee Cups: A Love Addiction

I’ve been a fan of coffee ever since I was a young hijito. The earliest memory I have of drinking…

Radical 365

Every time the clock strikes midnight on December 31st people all around the world celebrate the beginning of the new year. They set…