Love letter to us

Have you ever sat and thought about the craziness of some technological advancements? Can you imagine the look on the faces of the Wright Brothers if they took a flight from Philly to the Midwest? Could you hear the screech of Alexander Graham Bell as he explored an iPhone? Could you picture the look on…

Come with me…

…and you’ll be in a world of pure imagination… Pure imagination. What even is that? For no matter how hard I dream, I don’t know if I could fully dream without restriction. Even my dream dreams have restrictions. Love is weird. Not much else to say. It’s weird. And it can be sad. It makes…

Love.Dream.Be.

The greatest part (sometimes the worst part too) about being an empath is that even when stuff is going “weirdly” not “perfect”, things are still so beautiful. Even when my heart breaks or is a little bruised by something, I remember this: for my heart to get a scar or hurt a little means that…

Amelia Mignonette Thermopolis Renaldi

I had a post completely planned out. Honest, I did. I was suppose to start writing it right after dinner and all would be wrapped up before 8pm tonight. Then I started thinking about the theme of the post and possible names. I will put this out there now, Stranger: the theme for this post…

This is how it works…on the radio

I usually don’t reveal what songs I use for the title of my posts, but this one is too amazing to let slip by. I won’t let people not know it. On the Radio is, to me, a classic. It is so beautifully written and sung by the one and only Regina Spektor. I love…