November 1, 2014
Welcome to the place where a hopeless romantic spills her soul, her secrets, and tales of her life.
Welcome to the life of a girl who filled her broken heart with words. I used heartbreak as my muse, and I’m better for it. I’m imperfectly hopeful and beautifully scarred. I’m a sparkling mess of dreams.
I use this outlet to share my story in the hopes of inspiring others to take on the world. To encourage just one heart afraid of moving on, or to rouse just one dream to wake up. To help just one life to live.
Why take any advice from me? Who knows, I hardly take my own. I’m a chaotic mess of anxiety and optimism. I over think everything from what creamer to try to what I’m doing with my life at 23.
I find beauty in being stuck in the rain and being stuck in traffic. But I can’t stand being stuck in a relationship that doesn’t make my heart pound, or being stuck between cheeses at Whole Foods.
I am overly sappy and the girl that smiles when she makes someone cry from a birthday card. I’m the hopeless romantic all the cheesiest romantic movies that go straight to DVD are based on.
So welcome to my messy world, my broken-hearted life. There are good days, bad days, and there are some filled with grey. I fill the grey ones with cat memes and the Lego’s “Everything Is Awesome” song.
Single Strides is about looking forward. Which is why you’ll find my conveniently posed/candid feature images. I am constantly moving onward, and when I’m not… I must be salsa dancing in Miami.
So follow me, won’t you? I’ll be filling the passport of my heart with adventure. I’ll be getting lost on purpose. I’ll be draining my bank account because there’s too much to see for patience’s sake.
C’mon, take a chance on the girl that has nothing figured out, but maybe sometimes seems like she does. It could be my overdose of caffeine, or that I’m finally getting to know myself. Either way, it’ll be one hell of a journey.