Highs and lows

Riding the highs and trudging through the lows like shoes caked in sticky mud.  It’s both interesting and maddening to me how some moments can hang on for dear life while others shoot through you like bolts of lightning.  The bad feelings and the good, respectively of course.  As we came to learn through middle school English class, “nothing gold can stay.” I left Alicante … Continue reading Highs and lows

Growing pains

While I have decidedly firm (and most definitely pretentious) notions about what’s good and what’s crap when it comes to music, I do shamelessly indulge in what I call my guilty pleasure artists.  Taylor Swift, Katy Perry, Drake and other mindless hit factories are good for churning out catchy tunes you can crank at parties, sing to while you do the dishes, or just dance to in front the bathroom mirror sin pantalones. Continue reading “Growing pains”