“All of humanity’s problems stem from man’s inability to sit quietly in a room alone.” – Blaise Pascal I was contemplating the complexities of being an introvert or what feels like introvertedness when I thought about the times I had tuned out. On my 21st birthday I was dragged out of my comfort zone to… Continue reading Seeking solitude and sanity in everyday life
Island of the Blue Dolphins fed my melancholic soul when I was a child. I wasn’t naturally sad, but after my father’s death, I felt very alone and withdrawn. Island of the Blue Dolphins is about a girl stranded alone on an island (and interestingly enough was based on a true story), and it comforted… Continue reading How the right books found me at the right times
Practicing gratitude, not unlike meditation, has gotten a lot of attention these days for having many benefits. I imagine if I was a writer for Cosmo magazine, I’d probably have to claim something like this: Being grateful has proven to: make you more bedable (their word, not mine) give you stronger thicker hair firm… Continue reading I did it! #365grateful challenge completed.
Ever since I moved to Siem Reap I’ve been fairly anti-social. That is to say, whenever I’ve been asked to be part of a group, an outing or even a casual meal, I’ve thought about it a great deal because: 1) I’m such a homebody, and 2) I’m working on my second memoir. Despite what… Continue reading Do you have to be anti-social to be an artist?
You know how when you’re getting ready to leave something or someone and everything suddenly starts to look good? That job, that boy, that town unexpectedly doesn’t seem so bad. If anything there seems to be a kind of shine and sparkle to sitting down at your own desk, the morning commute feels charming and… Continue reading 8 Things I’m Loving About Life Right Now
Aw, man, I’ve been struggling this month. A lot of this is due to work. I have a great schedule this term, but I have a lot of lesson planning and preparation to do. I’ve also been in my head too much. Waaay too much. // When I have had a chance to write, I… Continue reading How to listen to yourself (or go a little crazy)
When I was a freshman in high school, about 14 or 15 years old, my younger brother and I wandered into a comic book store. It was located between Mililani, our home town, and Waihawa, the dead-beat-town-that-we-briefly-lived-in. We stopped there because my mom would visit her friend’s Thai grocery store. And like every other time,… Continue reading I am Wonder Woman