damnmaris

Oops… Paris is rotting

Oops… Paris is rotting. Walking hand in hand through piles of garbage in the city of love may not be what you expect.

Oops I… landed in London. Wait, how do I cross the street again? From the English countryside to London, England was everything and more.

Oops… Valentine’s Day is out, or is it? Can we get away from the commercialized performance and get back to the love?

Oops… I had one too many Cosmo’s. As the new Carrie Brawdshaw, life has been a blur lately. When does this corporate girl get a break?

Oops… I botched the new year. 2023 didn’t start exactly the way I wanted it to, can I still salvage the new year?

Oops I’m done. I walked out of my last ever class this week. Does this mean I’m a real adult yet and if so, what’s next?

Oops… I’m not angry anymore, well, sometimes I am. Fighting the generationally taught urge to snap at people is harder than I thought.

Oops I went to Ireland. Read all about the fever dream that was Ireland. Beautiful, breathtaking and bizzare but so much fun!

Oops… I went home. I went back to Chicago after a year of living in Paris and discovered that home isn’t a place, it’s people.

Oops I’m just practice. Have you ever wondered when we stop being works in progress? When we stop being practice for other people?