Posts under ‘On Being A Lover’

Did I see a vision of Mother Mary riding a unicorn? No, but maybe I would have if we’d had more than a few minutes of make out time.

The time will come when, with elation you will greet yourself arriving at your own door, in your own mirror and each will smile at the other’s welcome, and say, sit here. Eat. You will love again the stranger who was your self. Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart to itself, to the [...]

Tomoyo, my old roommate, occasional savior, and most importantly my friend, took me out for a weekend of sightseeing during the Japan sojourn. First we traveled by bullet train to her hometown of Nagahama where we stayed with her family for a night. Their house is traditional; full of dark wood, tatami mats and doors [...]

Chelsi: I want to marry someone with a swimmer’s body and super piggyback abilities. Angela: Gael told me when we first got together that I’m light as a feather… : then he lifted me the other day and now he says he has back problems. — My favorite part of relationships is when you get [...]

This was taken during my stint in Tokyo over the summer Angela shot this around the same time in Paris. As she puts it: “Love love love. Same language, different dressings.”

I have this mentor that I may or may not have mentioned at some point on this site. He was one of my teachers in high school and though we related well then, now that I no longer define the end of the world as a fight with my 15 year old boyfriend our thought [...]