CHAPTER 5.9 – Encounters
byA damp towel drapes over the back of my pack, swinging freely in the cool breeze as I walk to the station. I take a…
CHAPTER 4.1 – Venetian Seductions
byI sit at a sidewalk cafe table directly across from the aged iron and wood doorway that has led to my hostel home for…
CHAPTER 3.8 – Living Art
byItaly is a place full of artists. Yes, there are many that come to mind when I say this; Michelangelo, Donatello, Botticelli, and DaVinci. But…
CHAPTER 2. 5 – The Root of It All
byDay one in Italy. Stepping off of the plane in Rome with a backpack strapped tightly around my waist, I took a deep breath…
CHAPTER 1.2 – New Beginnings
byToday is my last Monday. For the last seven years I have worked at a prestigious dance school in the city of NYC as…
Runaway Bride
byRunaway bride, a cute cliché movie about a woman who chronically left men at the wedding alter. And also a bit of my life. Though…
Legacy
byI stood in the Hallmark isle last week along with many of you, sifting through the row of Father’s Day cards trying to find the…
Bumper People
byThe other night I went bowling with some friends. Halfway through the game, the lights went dim and the strobe lights flashed on. The…
R Train Stories
byLast night on the R train, Brandon stepped in to my car. Brandon looked to be mid 20’s with torn cargo pants and long…
Crap Happens
bySometimes I wonder why I have to go through crap in life. Yes I know I am supposed to ask more eloquently why I…