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Homework, Homework, Homework

Unsurprisingly, I am in therapy. You can tell because I have a blog that is about everything and nothing that gets updated once every blue moon. This past week I was given homework. Write about simple grief. Seems simple (pun intended) enough. I've experienced plenty of grief in my life so this should be a walk in the park, except; I've never experienced simple grief. All the grief I have had in my life has been complex, like all the other areas of my life. I feel like I do

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Mom, look at this neat hyperfixation I found

Homework, Homework, Homework

Unsurprisingly, I am in therapy. You can tell because I have a blog that is about everything and nothing that gets updated once every blue moon. This past week I was given homework. Write about simple grief. Seems simple (pun intended) enough. I've experienced plenty of grief in my life so this should be a walk in the park, except; I've never experienced simple grief. All the grief I have had in my life has been complex, like all the other areas of my life. I feel like I do

Nov 44 min read

Consistently Inconsistent

Ya know that feeling of spinning your wheels; that feeling that seeps through your veins when you just know you should be getting somewhere but you aren't? Well, that feeling and I are old friends. I've had cause recently to reevaluate my life and the choices I did and didn't make. I am moving soon. Not just across town, but to a new country. It's honestly starting to scare me shitless. I've got 6 months and need to figure out some remote work to earn just enough cash to pa

Oct 313 min read

Weed leaf bunch on a pale pink background

What's the Deal with Weed

Hello my pint-sized party of perusers (Jury is out on whether or not 'Perusers' is a word because google was very undecided). I have been...

Apr 189 min read

I'm Back Bitches

My second blog article after failing to publish anything that I thought I would. In short; I'm back bitches

Apr 211 min read

New Year's Resolutions and Why They Absolutely Suck

Happy New Year one and all! New year, New you! I'm sure you have stumbled across my budding blog in an effort to feel in control of your...

Jan 111 min read

” I remember one morning getting up at dawn. There was such a sense of possibility. You know, that feeling. And I... I remember thinking to myself: So this is the beginning of happiness, this is where it starts. And of course there will always be more... never occurred to me it wasn't the beginning. It was happiness. It was the moment right then.

― Michael Cunningham, The Hours

The Path in the Garden

by Gustave Caillebotte,

Picture taken at the Kimbell Museum in Fort Worth, Texas

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Hi, I’m Emma

Even in the darkest moments there is something lovely about this life.

I won't claim to be an optimist all the time, my mother wouldn't let me and I think my therapist would have a comment or two, but I do love life. I love the dichotomy of life. In the repetitions and cycles born from those separations of thought, I think we find the most intriguing, monumental, and powerful whispers of a better future. Join me in my fumble through this beautiful and chaotic mess we call our world, maybe together we can listen for those whispers. And maybe, just maybe, we can transform those whispers into roars.