one girl’s trash is another girl’s treasure, or “hakuna mozzarella”

TW: Self-harm. In the back half of 2011, I was 21, super depressed, sleeping on a mattress without a bed frame, and waiting tables at the local Taco Mac to support my Shakespeare habit. So, this one time, I ate a mozzarella stick from a trash can. It must have been a slower shift atContinue reading “one girl’s trash is another girl’s treasure, or “hakuna mozzarella””

achievements great & small

I’m working on re-calibrating my current definition of “enough,” specifically as it applies to my own expectations of myself. On paper, I’m living a life that would make my younger self jump up and down with glee; I work full-time for a professional Shakespeare company, and I still have time almost every week to spendContinue reading “achievements great & small”

on manta rays, helping out, and seeing your own sunshine

My birthday’s coming up, so I’m having a pretty reflective and contemplative week. How did I get here? Where am I going next? Have I done enough at this stage of my life? What would enough even look like? I don’t have answers to any of these questions, and that generally fills me with aContinue reading “on manta rays, helping out, and seeing your own sunshine”

random renaissance reptiles

The Renaissance Festival is where I found myself and where I lost myself. There. That’s the dorkiest sentence I’ve ever written. The foundation of my heart and identity is wrapped up in the turkey leg scented, sun scorched, dusty and gravelly hills of a place out of time. Most of my happiest and saddest stories beginContinue reading “random renaissance reptiles”

please no talking or texting (for real, i’m begging you)

Going to the movies is my favorite thing in the world. From the time I was a little kid seeing Beauty & the Beast with my mom all the way through going to see Guardians of the Galaxy, Vol. 2 for the second time yesterday afternoon, nothing feels more exhilarating to me than going toContinue reading “please no talking or texting (for real, i’m begging you)”

moar coffee pics, plz

Yesterday on the #2 bus, two older dudes sitting behind me started talking about social media. “I don’t get it. People make all these posts, and it’s like… who gives a shit?” All the typical curmudgeonly points were hit. I hung on their every word, hoping to overhear a particularly dumb morsel of opinion thatContinue reading “moar coffee pics, plz”

“let the sun shine in”

Every Friday morning, I volunteer at the aquarium. There’s a little, under-the-weather pancake tortoise currently hanging out in the treatment room where I collect water samples. Besides his habitat, there’s a little sign that reads, “Medication: Sunshine.” I would kill for that prescription. Right now I take one, decent-sized pill every morning. I have no ideaContinue reading ““let the sun shine in””

adventures in self-care, vol 1.

Yesterday I took myself out on a date. Nice Voice waltzed into the room out of nowhere, all dashing and electric. “Darling!” She cried. “Put on something nice. I’m going to take you out for an afternoon on the town!” When Nice Voice rolls into town, she’s pretty hard to resist. She’s just so… well,Continue reading “adventures in self-care, vol 1.”

a love letter for a monster

My Netflix show right now is Penny Dreadful. I’m a few episodes into the third season, and I’m already sad that my time with my new spooky pals is so close to the end. I’ve always loved a good ensemble series; it makes me so happy to be the spectator to fictional friend groups. FromContinue reading “a love letter for a monster”

searching for myself in all the nerd places

My favorite game is “Who Are We In This Franchise?” “Okay, guys, who would we all be in Harry Potter?” “Which Pixar movie is everyone?” “Who is everyone in our office in the Marvel Cinematic Universe?” “Who Are We In This Franchise?” has rules. You can’t say what character you think you are; that hasContinue reading “searching for myself in all the nerd places”

video essay: “hope is the thing with lightsabers”

So, here’s the essay that inspired the creation of this blog, as well as gave it its name. This essay was first performed onstage at the Highland Inn Ballroom in Atlanta, GA on November 30, 2016. This essay was a part of the awesome live lit show Scene Missing. Thank you to Jason Mallory forContinue reading “video essay: “hope is the thing with lightsabers””