What Happens When You Jump

Winter 2007
In terms of the expression of my opinions, I feel like a rocket that has gained enough velocity to burst through the atmosphere and move freely. It takes a lot to break through the membrane of this cocoon, but beyond it, is peace, space, and the joy of choice.

Making choices has been feeling very specific (again and still.) There are very few things I can do and feel balanced, well, happy. There are many opportunities: classes, concerts, people, places. I can be with José, but how much do I want to be with him? I don’t have time to spare doing something that [...]

Winter 2006
Though I had gotten up at four for the procession of the Virgin of Guadelupe, I had so much going on inside me, and it felt like too much; more than I could handle, too scary, uncomfortable and  painful to look at and work through. I got into bed and journaled for a few [...]