R&F: Knocked Out Cold

Reflection: This was a fun, quick, and directly to the point post, a strange read in the middle of July. I am proud of this piece, because one of the best things about being a writer (or anyone with creative power) is to sprinkle shade into your work. There’s a reason people journal for therapy, and I’ve always looked at this blog as a journal of sorts and this was just one of my many diss tracks on the album. Anyone who’s wronged me ends up as my inspiration. Looking back now, this post was not about the weather at … Continue reading R&F: Knocked Out Cold

R&F: Stray Snowballs

Reflection: In this (rare) time of my life, I can remember not caring about too much. I didn’t care about the way I looked, sometimes felt, or about what I was doing with my life. I miss this feeling often, but I know how important it is to grow up and seek direction. I was content with who I was and what I was doing, and I hadn’t been diagnosed with cold urticaria or seasonal affective disorder yet. I admire the strength I carried with me, and my use of metaphors and imagery (“a hot knife cutting through butter”- that’s … Continue reading R&F: Stray Snowballs

A Letter to My Future Child: Planning with Patience

Dear Future Child, Everyone functions differently. I’m sure you are aware at this point in your life that I’m a planner. I get it from my own mom and despite the “stress” it causes her and the family, according to my father, I wouldn’t have it any other way. Planning each month, each week, each day brings me comfort, security, and satisfaction that I’m doing something with my life, but I sometimes worry that I won’t ever get over this feeling of endless desire to reach the greater purpose of my life (and help you reach yours, of course).  I’ll … Continue reading A Letter to My Future Child: Planning with Patience