Growing up between the city and the country, I never felt grounded anywhere. Always wanting to get out of the backwoods but never feeling like I belonged in the bigger city, I found home in my writing.
I started journaling at a young age as an outlet for the confusion and frustration I felt as a younger child and pre-teen. Falling in and out of love with writing as always been a problem but after many years of putting it aside, my love has come back full force.
I hope within these posts you find something real, raw and relatable. A collection of momentary thoughts, life lessons, reflections and sometimes just plain venting. We all feel alone at some point in our lives, thinking we must be the only ones going through something so insane.
I assure you, my life has been filled with a hundred of those “insane” moments. Take a seat, grab yourself one or 3 different drinks and let’s just take a breather together.
-A.