It’s Friday night, and the only thing that excites me about Friday’s is coming home to lay in bed and watch YouTube. Tonight, is the first Friday night I actually don’t want to be alone. I’m currently in a stint of depression and I’m accepting as such, but what I’ve learned this year – with all the shit I’ve been through – Alone, is not a thing anymore. Continue reading Growth: Alone, is not a thing anymore
Coming to you live from New York City, it’s me, Amanda (insert boring emoji here). Continue reading My landlord finally turned on the heat
Yesterday while walking home I had the sudden urge to write about happiness. The man that sits by the Open Kitchen restaurant on Williams street smiles and says good night to EVERYBODY black. I’m not sure if he’s homeless or if he just hangs out there. I told myself that I’m going to ask him what the secret is because he seems very happy. I ignored my intuition about writing this because of processing, but my friend sent me a TEDx Bloomington talk this morning because most people know I enjoy a good Ted Talk. Continue reading Bloomington
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