I want to smoke cigarettes in outdoor cafes: 02 de mayo de 2014
I want to wear jewelry and paint my nails and smoke cigarettes in outdoor cafes while drinking coffee and writing. I want to eat healthy food, cook healthy food, smoke weed and drink mate with friends and talk about the…
Hitchhiking: 25 de marzo de 2015
Hitchhiking is frustrating when you’re limited on time, when you’ve got to work at midnight and it’s already five-ish and you’ve got a nine hour drive ahead of you. That means you’re already two hours late, and no one wants…
We’re sitting at a gas station outside of Salta: 24 de marzo de 2015
Now we’re sitting at a gas station outside of Salta in the unnatural glare of white light that floods the area where cars pump gas. Tanks are refilled with that toxic liquid fueling the metal mechanism our wild intelligence created.…
Dim lights and jazz music: 01 de abril de 2015
Dim lights and jazz music. Today I wanted to be a hippie, a reporter, Buddha; a person with perfect calm confidence and no doubt. You are a person of talent. You, you have got something special. I feel pressured to…
Writing is me processing every thought: 20 de febrero de 2015
Writing is me processing every thought. Last night Manuel told me, “Pienso que la gente piensa demasiado,” when I asked him if he thought that the majority of people think about things that actually matter. He said he thought it’d…
A guy: 17 de febrero de 2015
So I got a waitressing job last week for the weekend. Friday, Saturday, Sunday. The guy that called to tell me was the guy I handed my resume to: young, dark hair and skin, thick glasses and a broad smile,…
Otra lista de vibras: 10 de febrero de 2015
Other people’s wrong assumptions, the silence boredom brings, vibes of safety and security sprouting from my mother’s written words, tobacco in a soggy pouch under my upper lip, cool air after the rain, water collected in the ashtrays on the…
Fernet and cola under the stars: 04 de enero de 2015
The start of my new year was kind of una mierda. New Year’s Eve we had the hostel to ourselves: Kate, who I played soccer with in college, chiquita, blonde hair, blue eyes, and the most beautiful clear skin, as…
I am skilled at listening, adjusting, adapting: 29 de diciembre de 2014
I feel like people just want to tell me everything. I am skilled at listening, adjusting, adapting, dancing around in their world until we’re chasing each other and I can’t stop the stream of questions funneling out of my mouth…
I feel creativity buzzing inside everything: 12 de diciembre de 2014
My brain is starting to clog with inspiration and excitement. I feel so attractive here, so surrounded by beautiful, fashionable people that look at me like I am one of them, another work of art to be respected and admired.…