Dear Diary: Thoughts from July
Photo by Michelle Ledesma We are the definition of dazed and confused, lost but never really found, young but old at the same time. As the July heat poured its remnants on me, I drank my wine out of a not-so-sophisticated, ubiquitous red party cup and tried to continue on with my reading. After I finished my reading about a woman's worth (thankfully and actually written by a woman) on an outdated paper from The New York Times, I looked above and stared at the sky. I had quest