Reverie

I love books. Books will always be my first love. I will never get sick of burying my head between the crisp pages of fiction; whether it be on a warm summer day on a park bench, or a frigid day in mid-December where I’ve enveloped myself in a bunch of blankets.

I read because I am an irrational human being who needs stories and tales of love, romance, relationships, family, and life to get her through the day and to keep her optimism alive.

On that note, I’ll let it be known that I’m very optimistic. Believe me, it’s disgusting. This could be from reading too many Sarah Dessen novels, but I’ve been an optimist for as long as I can remember. I believe in people. I believe that circumstances shape who we are for a reason. I believe that if everything isn’t right in the end, then it is not the end. The world hasn’t tainted me…well not yet, anyways. I hope it won’t.

I’m an only child and I blame that on everything. I guess it’s why I feel lonely so often. I could be surrounded by a million people and still feel utterly alone. Luckily, I know I’m not alone. I’ve got my best friends, my significant other, my mom, and so many more people who’ve held my handed and let me cry on their shoulder when I needed it. I’m fortunate. (I’m also gullible and ignorant, but you’ll figure that one out eventually.)

I have a thing for food. No kidding. I’m obsessed with finding new places to eat and recipes. I’m a gourmand. The thing I indulge myself in most however, is sweets. Specifically ice cream and cheesecake. Anyone who knows me well will roll their eyes and tell you that yes, I have a sweet tooth, and it keeps me wired 24/7.

I hate how bad I am with phrasing things. I wish I was eloquent. I write occasionally, but not for fun, not anymore. I don’t write anymore because I cannot please myself. I gave up on it. I only write when I need to vent. Writing is therapeutic for me. Maybe one day I’ll go back to writing for fun, but that’s when I sort out a few issues of mine.

I live in one of the most famous cities in the world, and I love it. I love everything from the skyscrapers to the hot dog stands. I’m an urban dweller. I’m a city gal. I’ll always be. Born and raised.

That's all I can really think of right now. This will always be under construction because my feelings and attitude fluctuate far too often.

I really love music and art. I obviously like reading and writing. I love film as well. Most of all, there is nothing I love more than just getting some ice cream with a friend.