Camping with Girl Scout alums taught me that I can do it. That I am a girl boss and so can you.

Moo, moo, moo. Cow watching and seeing cows being milked for the first time was surreal.

So your family is, like, rich? We're comfortable. That is exactly what a super rich person would say.

Thinking a lot about closing a chapter in my life, school.

There is something wrong with me. Something wrong about my blood tests. I gotta change.

I went from city girl to farm girl. This experience changed me in ways I can’t explain.

I don’t want it to be like this, never, but sometimes it feels like forever. The silence…

Japanese contemporary book review. Keiko may be the most normal not normal person…

I was able to go inside the White House and see the president. A painting of the president!

My two decades of mastery have allowed me to reflect on what it means to be ninja…

I found this box under my bed today. It’s my old painting stuff. I used to paint all the time…

Book review. This book was a challenge but made me think about the road not taken…

I searched my name online. It started as curiosity. But it didn’t stay that way…

I used to think love was loud. Big gestures. Bold declarations. Something that announced itself. But you?

"On the flip side, my alter ego would scrunch my brows and think for moment. Quite honesty, who am I? Who am I really?…

I went to China for the first time in my life. I met extended family, saw the house my dad grew up in. Here is how it went…

Fictional book review. I was all over the place laughing, cheering, screaming, and crying…

Why, why, why. I had to do it. I had to get rid of you…

Fiction retelling book review. So good and entertaining. Kept me on my toes!

What if I told you Picasso painted this? What if I told you he painted this quiet, moving, realist painting at age 15? Shocked? I was too.

"Welcome to The Legacy Castle. Coat check is on your right," the doorman greeted, his…

John is an interesting fella. He is a DJ, producer, label owner and someone who finds comfort in chaos…

You spoke sweetly. You didn’t hiss, you whispered. Didn’t bite, just smiled. You said, Are you sure you want this life?…

"Ew." That’s the first thing I remember. I was five years old, sitting at a round table in kindergarten. I had just opened…

Darkness stirs yanks the blanket off my breath. Eyes snap open, mind racing ahead of the heart…

63 days. 33 cities. 14 countries. 90 trains. 5279 miles traveled. Solo. But why? Well, why the hell not?

Historical fiction book review. Set in the 1920s in Pottstown, Pennsylvania…

On March 24, 2020, I launched a blog called Unfiltered. After two years, I decided to archive it (sorry, Mom), but who knows some of those old posts might…