My room

My room
“A woman must have money and a room of her own if she is to write fiction.” Virginia Woolf

Sunday, September 14, 2014

Leaving The Big Fancy

I love to drive. When I lived at home I would often find excuses to go out driving and get lost for entire blocks of time.

The drive to and from The Big Fancy was one of the few escapes I had left. It was a beautiful trip. The Bronx River Drive is stunning and scenic, and it helped me relax every single time. I actually looked forward to it. I often left Madeline's early, looking forward to the drive, and when I arrived at the mall much earlier than then beginning of my shift, I would sit in my car with a cup of coffee and stare out the window.

I've always tried to look for the good things in the world. Writing about the bad things is hard, so I procrastinate. But they're stories that need to be told.

Sunday, September 7, 2014

Native Manhattan

I've always hated moving. I love traveling and knowing that soon enough, I'll be back home. But moving has always brought the worst in me.
Leaving my family behind has always been hard.
When we moved from Puerto Rico to New York, I was devastated. When we moved from New York to Connecticut, I was numb. We moved to a couple of neighborhoods before settling in South Marshall Street for the longest in a very long time.

Saturday, September 6, 2014

A Note for Potential Hookups, Sex Partners and Future Boyfriends.

  1. Just because I show interest in you doesn't mean I want to be your girlfriend or wife. Sometimes it just means I'm bored and you're a new and shiny toy.
  2. If I ask you a direct question and you dodge it, it doesn't mean you're slick. I know what you're doing. Just because I ignore it doesn't mean you're fooling anyone. 
  3. If something is unclear, ask. 
  4. Don't go on a hookup website when you already have a girlfriend simply because you're starved for attention.