now you’re the asshole.

A little less than an hour ago, I finished a phone call with someone that I’ve known for a minute. Just to keep it brief/get straight to the point, the conversation started with them putting me on hold. They proceeded to have conversations with everyone around them at the time while continuing to ‘wait a minute’ me. Once they were done with whatever they were doing, I was asked how I was doing, only to be interrupted again by a new conversation with someone else….all before I could get an answer out. From there, I said that I have to go and would pick up the conversation later. Almost immediately after I hung up the phone, I received a text message (from the same person) asking me ‘What the fuck is your problem?’

I didn’t see the point in continuing to sit on the phone if everything around you seems to be a distraction.

I then received a ‘here you go’ response. And now I’m the asshole.


what do you want?

Every year around this time, I become extremely reflective. I find myself thinking of everything from things that I said and did in elementary school, old words written in diaries in high school, conversations I’ve had with my family during college, and my thoughts while hitting the road to find my permanent space in Atlanta approximately 9 years ago. Yes, my 33rd birthday is creeping up on me and I have a lot to think about it.


story time, the shortened version.

Last night on Twitter, a few people I follow started sharing their stories of getting up and going…making moves to other locations or making changes in their lives with little to no money. I’ve told this story several times, but I think that I’ll document a part of it right here so that anytime someone thinks they’re ‘winning’ by oversharing a life that isn’t theirs, they could at least retweet the link.


the girl.

It’s not always the universe that’s helping you to avoid certain things and situations. More often than not, it’s God stepping in because the answer is “no,” and whether you want to accept it or not, it is what it is.



My allergies are killing me. Just took something a little over an hour ago and it seriously put me on my ass for second. I LITERALLY just fell asleep and woke back up….but not before I had a dream.


The whys don’t matter….

Debated on whether or not I should even bother posting this. It’s been sitting in my drafts for at least two weeks now. I started writing, deleted, started writing again and eventually left a blank space in the blog. But in moving forward, I guess I have to let it out.


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