no less

i wish there were words more powerful than ‘i love you’ to tell you how i feel.

he said.

but those are perfect and the most beautiful and encapsulate everything we want to say because we mean it from the bottom of our hearts with the entirety of our souls.

i said right back.

dear molly

i want to write down all the things i just need to tell you, until my eyes close and i’m left only dreaming of them all. and in these beautiful dreams, i’ll be back there and we’ll be watching sunsets and running down the bike path and eating ice cream with forks and drinking the cheapest red wine talking shit and sex and life sitting on the picnic table in the yard under fairy lights and stars. and you’ll be making me laugh like i don’t ever laugh and life will be wonderful and fun and full.

oh how i miss you. i feel it in my everyday.

[this is me and morgan]

i played tourist yesterday and hiked up diamond head. perfect vistas. wonderful friends.

there’s something to be said about the people you meet along the way, what they bring to your life, what it all means.

a reason,
a season, or
a lifetime?

hold tight to the ones who make it easy. whose company you cherish. who make us smile, make us think, push us and support us and bring with them all the light of love. and know that it’s okay to let go of those who don’t. because, at the end of the day, life is too short to waste precious minutes on people who want to let go too.

i miss you

i miss you, my friend. i feel like i need you, more than you need me. 

and i wish you were here, pouring some wonderful, joyful, creative energy into my spirit. like you always could.

i miss you, my friend. i miss those days we’d sit and you would spill your heart and mind to me. i miss the inspiration i’d find in the simple way you moved and motioned.

with all the truth i’ve ever spoken, my treasure, my friend,

i really do wish you were here.


i have made a wonderful friend with an incredibly special girl. she’s selfless, beautiful, considerate and kind. she’s adventurous and spirited and will teach me a million things about life.

she makes me want to be a better person. she makes me want to live a fuller life. she makes my adrenaline run wild across the highest clouds.

the mystery of the universe, pulling our souls together with that invisible thread, tied tight to our hearts, where it has always been.

today, i played in the snow for the first time in my life.

it was magical.

what made it even more wonderful was being surprised at the summit by a good friend who decided to meet us there – of all the places. there’s something to be said about a friendship like this.

needless to say, this photo describes exactly how i felt today. and the best part about it? i’m still in hawaii.

i’m the perfect resident of stuttgart

i do washing and walk down the street like i know where i’m going. i carry my just-in-case umbrella. i do grocery shopping with my canvas bag. i go grilling with german girls and boys. i listen to the words georgie says, they form a conversation just out of reach from my understanding – intonations, pace and rhythm as though it’s all the same.

i’m getting used to listening to languages. if i just find the peaks and troughs, if i hear the story from the start, if i stop trying to find the words, i find the theme and i laugh along. foolishly, perhaps.

but do i care?


this week, i’m a resident of stuttgart. this week is love and this week is friendship reunited. and i’m bottling it all, to savour these feelings, for the next long absence from my dear friend georgie.

pru. she was away for a while. doing something meaningful. filling little lives with hope. i missed her.

there’s something about pru and i. i’ll always have a huge amount of love for this kid.