home – serene

Chain Smoker’s Victim’s Diary – or – my apt has become uninhabitable because a new neighbor is pumping unbelievable amounts of cig smoke into it through the heat vents

This is the journal of the helpless and desperate. Tomorrow is Monday, and so the apartment manager should be in. Something’s gotta give.

Friendship Defined:

A paint roller. ⚜︎ Ask and ye shall receive ⚜︎

I hate it when Dad talks to me from beyond the grave — my skeletons are finally dancing

“If you have skeletons in your family closet you may as well make them dance.”

Christmas thanksgiving. I’m thankful, even if the calendar does say I’m mixing up my holidays

Thanksgiving on Christmas

There is nothing in the world I love more than learning

Learning things that nourish the right parts of my soul at the right time is the most beautiful thing in my world.

The beating heart of my community is Puerto Rican – today that heart BLEEDS

This is Puerto Rico.
And this is my street, and it is also Puerto Rico.
My streets: the sounds, the smells, the feel, the beating heart of my community, is Puerto Rican.
Today that heart BLEEDS.

helpless – I left my heart in Houston

#HarveyHelplessness