"You need to take it easy on the 3 a.m. pizza consumption," the spirit whispered to her as she licked the grease off her thumb and pointer finger. The frozen pizza from two weeks ago had been demolished and lay heavy in her belly. A literal weight upon her body. She ignored the spirit. Though she felt a minuscule guilt in the back of her mind, it had been pleasurable in the moment. The sweet pineapple, the salty pepperoni, the dense chewiness of the pan crust. Worth it. And n
A dream is a wish your heart makes. I've noticed people on social media saying that they've had more intense, vivid dreams since quarantine began. I've always had really vivid dreams, so that hasn't changed for me. But if a dream is a wish your heart makes when you're fast asleep, then my heart makes really weird wishes. And as I recount my dreams to my husband, I'll say, for example, "There was a flood, and this one lady was pregnant. But she was a watermelon head, and that'
She had crumbs in her hair and her feet in the air. I truly have been trying to stay productive this quarantine. I know I have it easy. I have a lot to be thankful for. But during the evening, when it's time to wind down, it's time to get my READ on. At the beginning of the year, I discovered an app called Libby, and it connects readers to their local library's e-book catalog. So to say my life is changed is an understatement. At any given time, I have 15 books on hold, and t
Hey, have you heard about these times we're in? Well, they're uncertain, if you didn't know. Now you know for sure. You know what I'm not uncertain about? That we're in uncertain times. I am absolutely certain about that. If I had a stimulus check for every time I've heard the words "uncertain times" this past month, then I'd be swimming in stimulus checks. 2020, the year of uncertainty. I've never been more certain. -j
IT Chapter 2 movie breakdown: a group of grown ass adults mercilessly bullies a starving clown, leaving him completely devoid of all self esteem, only to violently extricate his heart from his body a la Temple of Doom. The moral of the story? Believe in yourself. Only you can harness your own powers. -j
Through this quarantine, I've realized that my exact personality type is IWWTGOFD, which is introvert who wants to go out for dessert. No, I am not craving social interaction. My introversion crystal chakra is perfectly charged as I lounge in bed with the sun shining in through the window. Sitting at home with no pants on is comfortable. Wearing the same sweatshirt for days on end-- kind of IDEAL. What I am jonesing for is the experience of going out for sweet stuff. When thi