I have a confession to make… Last Christmas I made a Christmas wish; asked for a Christmas miracle. I wanted my parents to stay in
this post is NOT about covid-19. I am aware there is a pandemic. I am aware there are quarantine measures in place. I know some
Fears of failure frequently feel like foreshadowing of fucking up my family and fur babies. I have a confession, I still have a hard time
Growing up I knew a different version of Valentine’s day; I knew it to be: el dia de amor y amistad (the day of love
You may often hear me saying, “expectation is the root of heartache”; which is my mantra I repeat to myself when trying to reconcile reasons
This week, in a very clever marketing ploy, Mr. Peanut (a mascot of 104 years) “died.” A new commercial was released by the company showing
I was at dinner with some friends and found myself in a ton of awkward discomfort because of (what my good friend Anthony cleverly referred
