I'm a twentysomething writer and editor living out my dream
one day • one picture • one avenue • one story at a time.
This is where I overshare and constantly write tiny love letters to New York.
I came to a clear conclusion, and it is a universal one: To live, to struggle, to be in love with life — in love with all life holds, joyful or sorrowful — is fulfillment. The fullness of life is open to all of us.