Arrivederci Gotham

A few days ago my mum called me “ nomad”. Nomad: a member of a people having no permanent abode, and who travel from place to place. I think my mum is right, but as a nomad I have one the greatest privilege of all; I can make any place my home. What I wanted... Continue Reading →

Dreams & frizzy hair

Two days ago has been the Memorial Day and for all the entire time I've had the feeling I was living a Sunday dressed like a Monday. Usually Sunday is the day in which I go from still wearing the pajama, to wear the pajama already.  Despite this and the bipolar weather I’ve decided to... Continue Reading →

Ride. Read. Repeat.

I've been doing a lot of reading lately. As a writer, I shouldn't have to say that. It should simply be my way. But, as a lazy individual, I write that statement with pride. Reading, like most activities, requires constant practice. And some months go by where I prefer to sit on the sidelines. When... Continue Reading →

The happiness of the small things

Since I got into my twenties, I’ve started notice something: The progressive loss of my ability to be thrilled by the small things. Likely it depends from the fact that the older you get, less is the number of the things you can actually do for the first time. Don’t you believe me?  Take a... Continue Reading →


Since landing this internship, I’ve been thinking a lot about what I want to be writing on this blog. On my personal blog, I have a tendency to talk about my insomnia, my dating life, and my insecurities about my writing. Here, I’d like to focus on more lighthearted things—what books I’ve been reading and... Continue Reading →

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