I live in my brain. There’s running commentary 24/7, visuals both realistic and magical, thoughts, questions, images, memories constantly on loop always. This exhausts me, which is one of the reasons why I started writing. It was (is?) a place for me to take everything happening in there and put it somewhere else so IContinue reading “Those Ramblings”
Fat (Failing All Things). More ramblings and vulnerability over here.
I’ve been struggling to process my feelings and thoughts towards my theatrical debut in Derek Walcott’s Ti-Jean and His Brothers. I am from the school of thought that just because you can do something doesn’t mean you should do it. I strongly believe that you must do the things that bring you joy and that you’reContinue reading “How I Feel after Ti-Jean”
Taking a page out of Timothy Goodman’s book: It’s 4:18, I’m in a coffee shop loud with children and people who don’t know how to be silent, be still. It’s 4:19 now and I have no desire to be here, not the coffee shop, but this life, I have no desire to exist. An acquaintanceContinue reading “A Mood.”