My mom tells me I use my car to escape. She’s not wrong. When I’m in my car It is one of the few times When I can go faster Than my mind can process My thoughts She never understood why. I would feel the need to escape Why the road was always calling Or … Continue reading I use my car as an escape
Day One: 433 miles Start: Camarillo, Ca End: St. George, Ut I woke up just before 7:00 am PST without an alarm. Actually — I take that back. I woke up at 4:00 am so anxious to get on the road, but fell back asleep knowing it was in my best interest to rest before … Continue reading Megan’s West to Midwest Road Trip: Day One. Camarillo, CA to St. George, UT
Well, tomorrow is the day. I'm going back to see my birth country tomorrow.... and I haven't packed. I've been feeling a mixed medley of nervous, anxious and excited. Nervous, because I won't know what to expect, and excited because of the energy of being in a new place. My parents and I have been … Continue reading I’m going back to China for the first time since my adoption!
Sometimes we need to have others call us out on our shit. You'd think that as soon as we ourselves recognize our pitfalls, we'd do something about it. But other times, like this one, it takes someone else to notice and call you out on it. So here's the tea: Today, my mother confronted me … Continue reading Thanks mom, for this reminder.
I can’t imagine letting go of someone I have loved -- romantically that is. And I haven't had that experience yet. I’m 22 years old, by the way. I have never felt the heartbreak of losing someone I love dearly -- whether caused by death or a general fallout. And because I carry this fear … Continue reading Part 1: Afraid to lose you, whoever you are.
A gift I never gave to you remains in the box I bought it in.
A short poem about the significance behind a coffee mug.
This post was originally composed in February 2018. Falling for someone and moving on for the first time is like taking on a highway the first time you get behind the wheel: you've only seen driving from the passenger's side, but now you're living in the driver's seat. Everything happens so fast. I found myself … Continue reading The first heartbreak is like a car crash: sudden and painful
This post was originally composed in September 2017. It was published for the first time in September 2018. As children, we have fears of the darkness. We sleep with nightlights and ask our parents to stay with us for only "one more minute" just so we have enough time to dose off— I've never liked the … Continue reading Learning to feel the rain
Time is ticking away Like the sand That falls gracefully through the neck of an hourglass Time is ticking away like the beat of a wave that falls gracefully to the lips of the shore Time is ticking away like a mother slowly lets go of her daughter's hands as they turn from soft to … Continue reading Time is slipping away