Three days ago I turned 35. It might not be a traditionally *milestone* birthday but for me it was a big one. I never really dread my birthday and I was even excited to turn 30 but for some reason 35 had/has been weighing on me. I woke up on the 30th of June closer Continue reading

Writing is the only thing I’ve ever really felt good at. It’s scary to admit that because I immediately wonder if you are thinking how terrible I am at the only thing I’ve ever felt good at. But, so be it. I’ve spent a great deal of my life either, not doing the things I Continue reading