writer. traveller. life unraveller.
I read somewhere recently, “promote what you love rather than bash what you hate.” We become what we focus our attention on after all. So rather than be angry with a man who deserves every ounce of my viciousness, I instead choose to be grateful for what a year with him has taught me about... Continue Reading →
An Italian man once said to me, “Colleen, you’re approaching the age of deterioration. You can’t live the way you’re living for too much longer. People won’t receive you as well as you get older. You won’t be as pretty, your body won’t be as fit. That’s how it is for women.” I was 35.... Continue Reading →
Ugh. This best describes how I feel about the dating game, because in all seriousness it is a game. There are guidelines, rules and penalties for those who don’t play “properly” (however ambiguous that word is). There is the right time to text and the wrong time to call. There is a proper amount of... Continue Reading →
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