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For what it’s worth


So, like every year I’ve made some resolutions this year to be a better version of me, bear with me, now:

  1. Exercise every day. Even if it’s just 10 minutes – cardio for my lungs and heart and squats for my butt
  2. I will take better care of my skin, hair and nails. more oiling, massaging and just generally keeping healthy
  3. Travel as much as I can afford to. Say ‘yes’ to every travel plan that comes my way. Within the country and outside of it. this-is-when-people-began-making-new-year-s-resolutions_524728342_nokuro-760x506
  4. I will write every day. Even if it’s shit. Even if I can’t use it anywhere and if it’s just one of many rants. I’ll be more frequent in updating my blog
  5. I’ll take out more time for creative pursuits – case in point, the miniature painting course that starts on the 31st of Jan – I’ve marked the date
  6. I have quit smoking and will generally take better care of my health.
  7. I will read every day and listen to new music as frequently as possible. Learn new words and give new genres a chance.
  8. I will be more aware of the world around me, try to learn new things, broaden my areas of interest, listen when people talk about things I don’t know much about and try to retain information.
  9. I will try to spend less money, save more, curb frivolous spending, try to donate to charities and help out those in need
  10. I will try to keep in touch with people more, call mom more often, send texts to old friends I’ve lost touch with and be available when people call me.
  11. I will clean out and organize my closet
  12. I will try to be a nicer person, try to keep my irritation in check and try to be less snappy with coworkers
  13. I will feel gratitude and be positive for the wonderful people in my life and all the things I have been blessed with
  14. In my limited capacity, wherever possible and in a respectful way, I will try to convert people to my way of thinking. I will take a stand against misogyny, misandry, sexual harassment, rape and pedophilia. I will stand for LGBTQ’s and minorities’ rights, religious (or lack there of)  and sexual freedom of expression

She was an unknown legend in her time


Travel writing, according to Ibn-e-Batuta “leaves you speechless and then turns you into a story teller”. You have to weave a story with your words, so that your readers can live vicariously through you. You have to add enough of yourself to it that it’s your unique spin on an experience millions have had. It should be vivid enough that your words jump off the paper, grab your reader by the hand and don’t let go till you’re done. Some of my favorite travel writers are Mark Twain (The innocents abroad) and Aldous Huxley (Jesting Pilate), though I can’t really hope to emulate these greats, they are my inspiration.

The perception of the states in my mind has been formed through a steady diet of American literature and cinema. If Agent Dale Cooper (Twin Peaks) and Kerouac (On the Road) have taught me anything it’s that freshly baked apple pie and piping hot coffee in a rustic old diner is what Americana is all about.

The other place would be a blues bar in New Orleans. Blues and psychedelia are my favorite types of music. Where the lights are turned down low as you listen to that familiar riff while a smooth, whiskey soaked voice laments about the bad hand life has dealt it.

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I heard Neil Young’s “unknown legend” and instantly knew it was about me. Specifically the line “She was an unknown legend in her time”, and though I don’t have long blond hair, I can totally see myself riding a Harley Davidson through a desert highway. I consider myself a free spirit whose wings have been clipped due to budgetary constraints

I thought about this long and hard. There are tons of places I’d like to visit. The Gugenheim and NY Met, rock’n’roll Hall of Fame in Cleveland, Burning man in San Francisco, Comic Con in San Diego, Café Wha? In NY just because that’s the place where so many great musicians got their break.

If I could’ve been born in a different era it would’ve been the 60’s. The music, the fashion, the whole hippie philosophy speaks to me. I can relate to it, karma, positive thinking, oneness with the universe, et al. I love to read, travel, listen to music, write, sketch, paint. I recently bought a typewriter because the only way to write a manuscript is on a typewriter. I also own a beautiful turntable and some priceless vinyls. I promise you I’m not a hipster, though. Just a really old soul born in the wrong era.

I love visiting places with rich culture and lots of history. I have lead a fairly sheltered life and this will be my opportunity to explore on my own, to meet new people and open up to new possibilities and experiences. I have had some heart break in my life, who doesn’t?! But I think now is the time for me to take life by the horns (groan, right? After my rant about bull fighting!) and really live! This could be a life-changing experience for me and in this moment I can think of nothing that would make me happier.

You make me feel like a natural woman


chip away at the hard exterior, chisel in hand, and eventually the guard will be let down…

the real woman within; part cynical old hag, part naive little girl who still believes in a happily ever after

a little vulnerable, a little broken

some old wounds have healed…leaving behind all too apparent scars… some are still raw, gaping, seeping…i try not to pick at the scabs…

a sense of humor that’s off the wall and a very small repertoire of emotions, with indifference stated there in big bold letters

not everyone understands… even fewer grow to love…

that’s me in a nut shell