I’ve been living so out of it lately. I don’t highlight in my books anymore, I can’t seem to get my assignments turned in, and I haven’t seen my mom in a while. Sigh.

I can’t tell if I post on my Instagram story for myself or for reassurance? One reason I am enjoying this app, this is just for me.

We cannot normalize individuals stating a certain group of people should be eradicated. This is dangerous. We must fight for the most vulnerable.

“I was just starting to dream the silliest, the softest of dreams.”

I’m in the beginning stages of writing a fiction book! The story is so dear to me and has lived in me for so long. I finally decided take the leap. We must continue in hard times and not let them break us. I want to leave the world better than I found it. This will be my way! #booksky #newauthor

I will choose love over and over and over again. I don’t care how human that is. I feel everything and it’s beautiful

On the highway & saw a raccoon was hit & placed intricately on the road side. Lying on its stomach with its arms nestled into its chest holding a peaceful expression. Did someone lay it to rest after the incident? There was something about seeing innocence of eternal slumber. I hope they’re okay.

Maybe we're just born to love and worry about the people we know, and to go on loving and worrying, even when there are more important things we should be doing.

I read 31 books this year! I am so grateful for the time I was able
to escape reality for a couple hours everyday.

At this point it’s been said in a hundred different ways, so I think people are being intentional about not getting it.