“I experience life in a very high voltage fashion” – the thought I had while driving. I jotted it down on a piece of paper while I waited for the green light. I knew it was going to make a blog entry. I haven’t been posting much lately and it’s because I have been busy falling in and out of love. Not to make this entry cheesy, but you’ve got to admit it sets the mood. I thought of writing some good travel advice. I am so grateful for all the blog posts educating me on how to save space packing, … Continue reading I Exerperience Life in a High Voltage Fashion
I never imagined I would eat tongue. I had heard of the dish, but… Though the taste was undeniably delicious, there was something about its chewy texture…The thought, “This is tongue,” entered my brain as I swallowed. I felt like a trooper. We were having dinner at Sugarcane in Midtown. Sugarcane appeared on my internet search for interesting restaurants in Miami. As soon as I saw the beautiful pictures of cocktails and exotic looking dishes, I made plans to go there Sunday night. We were celebrating a very toned down version of a bachelor party, and Sugarcane had a great atmosphere. They have … Continue reading Tongue, cartoon buildings, and short-shorts.
…And then I was served the strangest looking lemonade I had ever seen, yet the most delicious. It was a splendid whipped mixture of lemons, mint, dates, and heaven knows what else they do to it! I was at the Greenwave Café a ( vegan/organic/gluten free raw cuisine) place my (car-pooling/grounded/listening-ear/more-advice-than-I-wanted/timeless/wise-one) friend invited me to. It was my first outing after my sudden life upgrade. The world could not look or feel more different. My new perspective came with a side of Greenwave’s raw/vegan version of a cheeseburger: an explosion of never-tasted-before flavor in my mouth. This place was 5 minutes from … Continue reading Lemonade
Sometimes we travel not just for the thrill and adventure. Sometimes we travel just to see someone we love, or to run away from that which we do not love. Sometimes we travel in search of something new, maybe even specific. Generally, I travel to get absurdly lost in unknown sidewalks, losing my sense of time in a state of wonder. There was something different about this particular trip. I was traveling straight to heartbreak. This is where I give you a friendly heads up regarding this entry. Sure, it does not have my usual uplifting, optimistic tone (as it’s become a blogging habit for me), … Continue reading I was not seeing New York; I was diluting in it.
It never really ocurred to me that perhaps not enough people have watched the sunrise: Waking up when the stars are still in full shine, and the sand is still cool. I love the quiet before the world wakes up. This is my favorite part about living on the East Coast, 20 minutes from the ocean. I have watched the Sun rise with both friends and family, which never fails to make a day special (birthday, graduation, farewell breakfast). However, I cannot deny that the most rewarding sunrises have been the ones I ventured out to see alone. Throughout the … Continue reading “Here comes the Sun” – The Beatles
Time did not wait. When I came to realize it, I had missed a good chunk of it. I completed my 6 month spiritual training in California, and was back in South Florida before I could say “Miami.” It was hard. I had looked forward to those six months for years, and by the time they were over, I felt they were just a blink of an eye. I was now rocking my way to nowhere in particular on a green canoe at the Oleta River in North Miami. It was my 25th birthday, and what had I learned? The … Continue reading I Started Building on a Green Canoe
It was over 4 months ago. There were 2 regular suitcases and 1 carry on. Moving across the country does not even begin to describe this journey. I still remember the anxiety attacks I had in the bathroom at my last job, dreading that working to pay the bills was all I could ever do after graduating college. I never wanted my life to feel boring…But during those short moments of deep anxiety, sitting on that bathroom floor, taking deep breaths, I thought, “This cannot be everything I am going to do.” The work and the wait paid off. Now … Continue reading The Only Day