I live in a city of four million people. Yet I am lonely. I sleep forty feet from my immediate family. Yet I am lonely. I work–in solitude–on most days. So I am lonely. I have 127 friends on Facebook. Yet I am lonely. I go out with a few honest to god real friends. [...]
On Friday, I was in his neighbourhood. It happens to be one of my favourite places in Athens. While it is only a ten minute driveĀ from my flat I haven’t been able to return since he broke it off. In fact, the last time I was there was over seven month ago when I [...]
The most irritating quality of old friends is that two times out of three they’re right. They know you, they know your life stories and–dammit–they remember everything. While this does make one feel special, it also makes it incredibly hard to wallow in self-pity. What good is an old friend if they don’t coddle you [...]
The ubiquitous ‘they’ say that happiness is a choice. But if like me, you tend to migrate towards depression, you know that it’s not that simple. Over the last two weeks, I tried to choose happy in the morning. By every afternoon, I had failed. Yesterday I decided that happy was a lofty goal. So [...]
I’ve been pretty vague about the illicit in my life. Vague adds a certain amount of mystery and drama in prose that is not necessarily there in reality. I was ready to be un-vague in this post, but I’ve forgotten how to structure a blog post. Instead, I’m posting a poem–because that is not vague [...]
Sometimes I think he broke up with me because I didn’t shave my legs. Now, before y’all think I err on the hairy side of feminism, LET ME EXPLAIN. Every three weeks for the last five years I remove my leg hairs with wax. This has undeniably made a difference to the overall quantity and [...]