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…
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What’s The Frequency, Kenneth?
Last week, I took the train to Minnesota to see my family, which is always very special. However, this time, my dad was there. He recently moved out there to reset and connect closer to my sister and me, and we are so excited about this shift and time together. The guitars were tuned, the…
Long days & longer nights
Navigating through a very chaotic month in Chicago has forced me to tap back into resilience mode; saying no more, speaking my truth, asking for more, taking a long (or short) pause, and understanding we are only as good as how we show up for ourselves. My friends are my lifeline, my love life, my…
CULINARY ADVENTURES WITH A WANDERING WINO 