My phone storage is full. I need to get my life together. I don’t have the leverage of being a student with at least some time still to go before I graduate to decide what’s next. There is no safety in a structure or a schedule that university life would set for me, where IContinueContinue reading “Lamentations of your unemployed friend in their twenties (excerpt from my diary)”
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ROMANTISIZING SUMMER 2025: When Life Gives You Tangerines
I’m standing over the sink, washing the glasses, and smiling to myself over the familiarity of the routine summer always sets up for me. The shouting of the orders over the counter, oil sizzling in the kitchen, clicking of the glasses on the bar trays as they are carried through the restaurant, Aneta’s laughter fromContinueContinue reading “ROMANTISIZING SUMMER 2025: When Life Gives You Tangerines”
A Happy Place: Vilnius
I know how to help you now. Find me in the future. Bye, Vilnius! My suitcase is packed and ready. The packages are sent. I think I got everything. But that’s the easy part. How do I arrange all the memories? How do I unlearn all the habits I loved to build here? Love isContinueContinue reading “A Happy Place: Vilnius”
Big L: Love And Loneliness
Love and Loneliness I know I’ve been all about love on this page lately (I don’t know why. I was just inspired), but I also want to talk about loneliness. I’m not ready to talk about many things I should and said I would dedicate more space to. I just need time to process everything,ContinueContinue reading “Big L: Love And Loneliness”
Grandpa, Your Little Hawk Will Miss You Very Much!
I expected it with every phone call, so how did this one catch me by surprise? I don’t think my brain’s connected it yet, but I buried my grandpa on Monday. The inspiration behind the name of this blog, and I never actually told him I had a blog. I Miss My Grandpa Grandpa usedContinueContinue reading “Grandpa, Your Little Hawk Will Miss You Very Much!”
I Never Wrote A Love Letter
Maybe it’s because I never had diaries to write in. Maybe that’s why I can’t choose the right words now. I love to talk. My elementary school teachers would never believe it if they heard. I’m like a tap that’s been left running once I start. But there’s nothing much I can tell you. photoContinueContinue reading “I Never Wrote A Love Letter”
Love Is A Driving Force
Anyone who knows me has heard me at least once proclaim my suspicion toward love. So, naturally, when a book called All About Love crossed my path, I had to know: what is there to say about this phenomenon? A Fairy TaleAll About LoveMany ShapesA Product Of Mass MediaAbout The BookIn Conclusion,… A Fairy TaleContinueContinue reading “Love Is A Driving Force”
My Little Hawk 