Ghosts of Boyfriends Past
“Have you ever stared in the mirror for so long that your face stopped making sense? It just become a bunch of shapes. Just shapes. Not good or bad.” — Noelle, The Truth About Cats…
Tag: transition
Married Life
They say that things change when you get married, but they don’t really say how. Too often the depiction of marriage centers on the cold feet of the wedding day. I will admit, that standing…
A Tale of Two Worlds
Today I went to the American embassy in Sofia to get my paperwork processed in order to be legally able to marry in Bulgaria. When we drove up across the building and I saw the…
My Salvation
I used to be emo. Not simply emotional, but dramatic about it to the point that I could have cut off more than half the word and said it in a single exhaled monotone. I…
The Darkness
Every year my soul takes a vacation past the darkness. December the days grow shorter and the soul flees. I don’t know where it goes, but go it does, somewhere far from me, and it…
The War Against Wet
I have a love-hate relationship with our apartment. I love its location, up north in a nice, quiet suburb where we feel altogether safe. I love that it is ours, even if only in lease.…
The Naked Head
The other day the boy asked me to shave his head. When was the last time that I picked up a set of clippers? It was to my own head. Before that there were a…
The time has come… (part I- Academia)
The time has come, my soul has said, To write of many things, Of weights and scales and social acts, Of jealousy and rings. Of construction of realities And the madman’s right to sing. There…
In defense of marriage…
I have long been the type of girl who thought that she was never going to get married. No, not one of those desperate, forever-alone girls stuck on self-pity and thirsting for a man, but…
Fall in Istanbul
I have never been very impressed by fall. In fact, I have been known to be downright hateful towards any season that was not summer. However, leaving the safe haven of my eternal summer deep…