notes from pisgah

I went on spring break. School’s been good, I made some new friends and stuff. This is a love letter. Photo credit to Cole CHoneycutt and his GoPro. #naturegirl, Alice – Epworth house to Pisgah National Forest (time: zero dark thirty) Past the small town gas stations and a Wendy’s. On a Carolina Livery bus to the woods (a temperate rainforest, Appalachia, rolling Westward in … Continue reading notes from pisgah

i’m so mad it’s like i’m in love with you

Dear Diary, This blog has turned into something far removed from what I made it for in the beginning of college, which was like maybe something fun and lax, Buzzfeed-esque. At some point I got annoyed at myself for writing listicles. So then I stopped. And now this is just a place for people who know me and people who have a crush on me, … Continue reading i’m so mad it’s like i’m in love with you

The Cocteau Twins always make me sad. On finding boys to love.

EDIT 09/16/18: There’s a better version of this story. Click here to read it. Dear you, Some of this is real, some of it’s made-up, but the essence of it is my right-now truth. Claire said that finding the meaning to love is basically the missing link to world peace and eternal tranquility, so I can’t go as far as to say that’s what’s happened here. … Continue reading The Cocteau Twins always make me sad. On finding boys to love.

Sherpa Boondoggle Mosey. Gee whiz. Flapjacks. (re: a thought i had while in college, therefore a post that pertains to the college experience)

It’s 3AM. I’m super duper sober. I could sleep but I don’t really want to. For various reasons actually. I decided that I’d post once a week on this blog over the break. So that’s on my mind. And I just watched Hang the DJ (Black Mirror, Season 4, off a Netflix account that isn’t mine but is hogged as if it were) and my … Continue reading Sherpa Boondoggle Mosey. Gee whiz. Flapjacks. (re: a thought i had while in college, therefore a post that pertains to the college experience)