In fifth grade (you’re thinking, “ugh, one of these,” but hold tight for a minute), I had the coolest teacher of all time. Her name was Jane and one day I’ll be able to thank her face-to-face for inspiring me to write. Although my Quaker school may have made for an over the top liberal education and I went into Catholic school at age 11 knowing little to no math, I was writing metaphysical poetry at lightning speed, causing my mother to feel extremely fearful of my first smashing hit, a little number about a myth and the meaning of life. By highschool I carried around a leather journal with an owl on the front of it at all times. I proudly read at poetry readings and even ignored goings on during class in order to write. My “friends” even made fun of me by writing poems to mimic mine! This matters why? Let’s fast forward.
I’m 22 and although most of my schooling was spent reading metaphysics rather than writing classifiably metaphysical poetry, I connect almost anything back to my love of words. I’m just living in a world where I care little to zero about what others think, where I am striving to be a lifelong ambassador for justice (Oh, that’s not a real job?), where I will willingly sacrifice my bank account for a worldly experience that may or may not change my life, but will at the very least, change my outlook.
Whether I’m in Baltimore, Pennsylvania, or Asia, I hope that at least one thing I have to say makes your mind start to stir with thoughts of adventure. I’m an antsy little lady who’s never truly settled and who thinks of a new life path at least once a week. But for as crazy as I am, I think I’m doing something right. And strangely, compared to almost every other person over 45, my mother agrees with me. Note: if you’re a philosophy major and at least one parent is satisfied with that, you have a really good life. No matter what shenanigans take place in my life, I will leave my mark on the world. I just don’t know how yet, but that’s okay. Rule no. 1: it’s okay not to know.
Welcome to a cyber world in which women’s empowerment, cultural values, poetry, quotes, freckles, adventure, love, and life reign. I love each of the following things and hope to talk about them all in ways that are not roundabout nor aimless: jazz music, often pretending to be Ella Fitzgerald, but this never works out, yoga and I appreciate it’s power 10x more since Nepal, I love my wonderful friends (I don’t need too many but I love the ones I have), I will forever appreciate the love that comes from my close family and boyfriend, I love blueberries, homemade rice crispy treats, cooking interesting food, sweaters, cats (meow), reading, SUSHI (caps intended), witty banter, and of course, blogging. If you like things, let me know. And if you hate things, don’t. No matter if you hate it or want to frame it on your wall over your mantle, I’m going to keep on writing.
And now a quote from my favorite fictional character who will honestly always be real to me:
“Okay, okay. If I were omnipotent for a day, I would want, um, world peace, no more hunger, good things for the rain-forest. And bigger boobs.” -Phoebe Buffay