Growing up my grandma was all sort of inspirations. Her energy, smile, her stories, her presence shaped a big part of my life. I shared my whole life with her. I was never shy about who I was or who I wanted to be. I was always me not only because I felt safe, but …
Little did she knew she was standing at the edge of the mountain. The air circulating the tiny space she was leaning on made her hair feel like a yarn of a thousands threads being pulled from a machine. No one around for miles and an echo trembling from the birds singing. She knew she …
I’ve always enjoy how the little birds sing in the morning. How the sun gets up and make its way to feel more potent at each passing time. Here I am in a hotel room in Costa Mesa, CA thinking how interesting life could be while you stay in a hotel. Right now is the …