Take a Seat

Every Sunday, I take my journal out with me to reflect, getting my feelings down on paper—unhinged, dramatic, thoughtful, etc.—because it washes away what has been ruminating all week. Typically, I write pages upon pages of lists, book and food recommendations, dating woes, and worrisome world topics. I suppose it’s my own way of rewiring…

A West Side Story

While I won’t be diving deep into the past cultural misrepresentation of some adaptations of this movie, I will say that I can only speak on my neighborhood, which is predominantly Puerto Rican, soaked in tradition, love, music, community, and vibrant nuances that have continually shaped me as a Chicagoan. Well, let me ask, what…

One Second

Location: Albion Manor in Lincoln Park, Chicago

A Reintroduction to Romance

Many, many moons ago, a man I was seeing burned me a 311 CD because I hated them. I was loud about not liking them, and he wanted to expose me to the whole vibe. And he did. I had just moved from a very small town in Michigan to a relatively medium-sized college town…