Ramblings
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Last night I smoked a cigar. I don’t know if you’ve ever smoked a cigar before, but 23 seems to be the age that Kelsea indulges. So, there I was, with some male coworkers of mine. We were sitting and I was being taught how to smoke a cigar. And once I got the hang…
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I walked over to my coworkers desk last week to find that she had headphones on and was listening to music. I asked what she was listening to and she open her browser to expose that very familiar, very outdated blue-on-gray-on-blue-on-boring website that is Pandora. I immediately let out a “Pshaww… you still listen to…
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Good Morning, friends. I am listening to “Jealous” by Nick Jonas and sipping some Sumatra coffee out of my Anthropologie “K” mug. It’s Friday, so my mind is on all the good stuff going on in my world right now as opposed to all of the negative. But I wanted to take a moment to…
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My room is the complete embodiment of everything that makes my heart sing. I was lucky enough (and by “lucky,” I mean, fortunate enough to be the loving recipient of some divine intervention. S/O to God!) to snag a completely updated, two bedroom condo in a mega quiet neighborhood in Hilliard, right off the river,…
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Forgiveness is one of those concepts I do not think too deeply on until I am in need of it. Much like a parachute. When you need it—you hope it’s there and functioning and a legitimate, credible, real thing. But we live and conduct our lives hoping it is something we will never need. Further—when…
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If ever I needed to write through something… it was today. I had a foggy drive to work this morning. Beautifully foggy. The weird fog that’s translucent enough to let the sun decide its color, but opaque and misty enough to be sort of haunting. Cool enough outside to have the heat on low in…
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I had a random thought enter my head, this morning. And, as all my thoughts do, it looped its way around a strand of thoughts I’ve previously concocted. Walk with me as we follow this trail of “how God communicates with Kelsea.” I was at Wes’s house the other night and we were watching some…
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“Furious” is easy Anger comes on strong Like bricks, a dime a dozen Building up a wall Silence is easy My thoughts aren’t all too loud Drown them out in music Whose lyrics make sense now Distractions are easy They pollute my atmosphere But shield me from the burning sun I am safer under here…
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I’m driving to work this morning—early for once. Substantially early. Like early enough to stop for McDonald’s breakfast and totally negate my 9pm workout I did last night. Early enough to not be almost-rear-ending every car in front of me on US-23. Early enough to try to snap some cute “OMW to work” selfies…
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Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy…
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My mentor sent me this video, yesterday. I immediately plugged my earphones in, at my desk, and watched it, in its entirety, on my phone. There are two reasons why I took such urgent action. My mentor doesn’t send me random videos, ever. I knew she sent this to me for a specific purpose and…
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There’s a common misconception that body positivity and body-issues are ideas that are reserved only for plus-sized-women or mothers with tiger-stripes (stretch marks) or double-mastectomy patients.. Or, even, that they are exclusively reserved for women. This irks me. A lot. Especially when I’m eating a baconator at work and everyone in the office starts asking…
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