I'm a Memory Lane kinda girl and I love nothing more than to browse through old journals. I recently found this gem of a scribbling I...

How did we survive the days after summer camp when we were little? Did we indulge in milk and cookies and watch cartoons until we fell...

Oh how the night changes life as we know it people are less aware shame vanishes, embarrassment is nonexistent dancing is the new...

Ah, Valencia! Where a sense of perpetual vacation is floating in the air. Where cockroaches are fat, juicy and deeply disappointed in...