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21 days
With the start of the new year, a lot of us are thinking, what we can do to better ourselves? If you’re one of these people, I’m betting you’ve heard it takes 21 days to form a habit. In 1960, a plastic surgeon named Maxwell Maltz published a book called Psycho-Cybernetics in which he noted…
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You and Me and We and I
You and Me and We and I are unpredictable. You is mostly caring but can be combative at times. Me is closely followed by -lancholy but when Me is alone, Peace can usually be found. When You and Me are together, Peace will stick around. But it can still feel like something is missing. We…
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The Other Woman
I don’t like being alone or not having plans because the other woman invites herself over. She invades my place and makes herself right at home, like a roommate you’ve come to hate but can’t kick out. There were times long ago when she would be nice, even if it was backhanded. But lately she’s…
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A haiku poem to Orion
As a child I wasn’t particularly marveled by the space I couldn’t see. I tried counting all the stars in the sky and stared tirelessly into the abyss for the chance of catching Orion’s Belt or the Big Dipper. But that’s as far as it went. This past weekend, I went to see Interstellar and…
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The ways in which I am like my father
Some people are afraid of becoming their parents. There have been times when this was true for me, like the first time I caught myself rationalizing like my mother or avoiding conflict like my father. But to quote one of my favorite books, The Sandman, “We do what we do, because of who we are.…
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What it’s like when all your friends are on the internet
When you only communicate with most of your friends through the internet, you feel like what happened to Joaquin in Her is totally plausible. Your writing skills are impeccable and you can translate the hieroglyphics coined emojis like an expert. You think you’re more interesting because you can have long, thought out discussions but really…
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What it feels like when you stop enjoying a relationship
She would make everything easier when she was around. She would make the hours go by so quickly. She could put a smile on my face at the drop of a hat. But when I was sad, she let me cry it out. She said the things I wanted to say but couldn’t. She touched…
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Why beach towns are like refuges | Santa Monica edition
When life gets so frustrating you realize you’re walking around clenching your fists for parts of the day, nothing quite washes it away like a day with the ocean. When I hear the crashing of it’s waves I can feel myself pounding the sand. The ocean is so patient. It slowly builds. Pushing itself as…
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Jessica Puente 