the diary of a third culture kid
on moving (again), belonging (I hope), and staircases in French castles
from the margins of a restless mind
I'm mad. You're mad. We're all mad here. I have been wanting to write for a little while now about the many things that won't seem to settle in my brain and it's resulted in this. I hope you'll stick around for some restless wonderings.
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it turns out hamlet is a pretty good play
on reluctantly changing my mind
standing on an empty plot of land
on feeling like a failure, not being where you thought you'd be, and how lonely that can be
am i worth fighting for?
on the oppressive notion that true love must be the ultimate goal in a woman's life
painting the roses red
on the queen of hearts and fascism
endowed with a restless heart
on lost rivers, yearning, and my unshakeable belief in the uncompromising necessity of storytelling for our humanity
sitting with my seatbelt fastened
on liminal space and waiting for the seeds to take
my first solo road trip
on driving, not driving, the fear of driving, and the metaphorical (over)use of the forest in sleeping beauty
from the margins of a restless mind
on taking my creativity more seriously
a constellation of GoodReads
because stars form constellations (get it? I amuse myself)