becoming cynical?

i completely forgot how inconvenient heartbreak is.  and now for the first time in my life i am questioning if it is worth loving at all.  or perhaps i am just that cynical now?  i hope this is just a temporary lapse of aching bitterness.  but i seriously doubt the serenity of feeling something for…

snowed in atop mt. hotham.

sitting up atop a mountain, buried under snow and torrential rain, i have a lot of time to ponder.  for a while my thoughts are varied, wandering from the awe of seeing Australian snow to a fleeting flashback of the past couple of months. to the fretting fear of not knowing what to do next. …

a call home.

a call home today.  and the hardest words i ever had to say, “mom, i am not coming home.  not anytime soon.”  family, everyday, i miss them.  but with each day away i become a better person, always learning more.  which is why i made the decision to stay in Australia past my initial return…

lentils as anything.

discovered a brilliant new concept today that allows you to eat great tasting food that makes you feel good too: pay-what-you-feel dining. pioneered by a restaurant called lentil as anything, pay-what-you-feel dining in Melbourne is a blended mix of restaurant cooperative meets a wholesomeness of a home-cooked meal. described a “nonprofit organization, serving up a…

old and new.

another day of rediscovering old interests and discovering new ones. old – philosophy.  i loved studying it in university – understanding the state, existence and being of the human mind.  i loved reading it – educating myself about life fundamentals, virtues and principles.  i loved discussing it, engaging in dialogue about morals, meaning and fulfilment.  but what i never really did…

in love with the impossible

it doesn’t seem to matter what i tell myself or how i feel.  i am in love with the impossible.  in love with someone that i credit for changing my life.  in love with a gorgeous guy that makes me smile endlessly, trip over my toes happy.  in love with a distraction for nearly two…

mark oliver everett

there is something that I find masterfully compelling and utterly poetic about mark oliver everett, front man of the blues-folk-rock band, the eels. perhaps because his music has been the soundtrack throughout this transitional time or perhaps it is because I find his lyrics eerily identifiable.  then again, it is probably just because he is…

an epiphany.

i was asked today if i have ever had a life epiphany.  to which i replied – yes.  multiple ones – or at least mere revelations that in the moment felt big enough to be an epiphany. regardless of what definitive moment they were there have definitely been two instances in recent memory that were powerful enough…

inconvenient love.

i used to think that the idea of loving someone inconveniently was romantic. i also thought that deep love – the type you lust after – was healthy.  but in recent time i am becoming to doubt both theories. loving someone – and being loved in return – is not meant to be inconvenient.  it is…

changing of the seasons.

time is flickering by and with it so are the seasons.  i can still remember the smell of the australian autumn: remnants of childhood dancing in the fallen leaves. now it is time for the sun to stay up later.  the ending of august welcomes summer’s beginning.  it still feels backwards to me but there is…