#metoo I've been debating all day whether or not to share; as usual the entire Internet has weighed in and been very polarized on the issue at hand: Is the #metoo empowering or not? I've chosen to use it to empower myself, and I have nothing but love and respect for the individual [...]
I’m irrevocably different than who I was four months ago. Sharper. More assertive. More selfish. More empathetic. Less willing to share myself, but more giving of myself. More okay with being a paradox, with being a crescendo of internal conflict that ebbs and flows and directly correlates with my need to write.
"Why do we have these places, these things, that settle into the folds of our minds like a new idea and eventually flatten out into its recesses, never forgotten but not prioritized?"
I shouldn't be taking solace in giant homemade breakfasts and fresh, strong coffee. I should actively be enjoying it.
"The surrounding scenery was incredible, kind of like being in a landscape snow globe before the scene is sealed in with glass."
This city has so much to teach me and I am so disinclined to plan for life after it right now that I might just stay longer than I originally planned.
"I'm from the United States, about 45 minutes outside Chicago, I'm volunteering as an English teacher, and I'll be here until October."
Noo thank you.