A love letter to my Nina shoes I can see them shine through the closet dreaming of going out again. Their deep red color begs me to walk away. I…

It was 30 minutes to 8 PM. It was that precise moment when the world seemed to stop so everyone could perform the same action at the same time. People…

She used to be so hurried, going from one place to another without even stopping, without even thinking. Her life was one long series of random facts that seemed so…