Getting Emo

Somewhere in the world, someone else named Molly got emo during sunset and wrote our name in the sand. Thanks, google images, for proving that I am not alone in this world!

PS: Note the hysterical text at the top of the image.

PPS: Why do people write their names in the sand, anyway?

"I Flag You"

This is my best friend Maddy's room in Brooklyn, decorated with the calendar I made her for Christmas and the flags I made her for her graduation. What can I say, the girl's got good taste!

Look At The Size of That Book!

Today I found out that I have the same birthday as Eudora Welty. This sort of thing excites me, although I am not sure exactly why. Its not that having the same birthday as a super intelligent writer automatically makes me a super intelligent writer (Eudora never would have used the phrase "super intelligent"), or that I think I am in some way cosmically connected to her because our astrological charts align. But I do like how coincidences can turn into important discoveries, and because I found out we were born on the same day, I wanted - immediately - to read her. I began with On Writing, and quickly came upon a quote that I know I will keep with me - i.e. my important discovery. Welty writes: "I am a writer who came of a sheltered life. A sheltered life can be a daring life as well. For all serious daring comes from within." I have often wondered about shelter and priveledge in relation to writing: what struggle does the writer write of if her own life is sheltered? How does she become brave in her writing? How does she dare? Thanks to Eudora Welty and the infamous April 13th, I began to assess my own opportunities for bravery and daring, even in the comfort of a life that may not call for these things. I then read that Welty's memior One Writer's Beginnings was published in 1984, the year I was born. Perhaps that was her birthday gift to me. Perhaps once this bravery kicks in, this writer's beginnings will begin.

My Friends Are Pretty

Carmen took these awesome pics of our friends at our latest brunch.

Graduation Vibes

This image is the vibe I hope to create at my graduation tomorrow. I am thinking a few margaritas and my wacky family will do the trick.

Such Nostalgia

In order to remind me of Mexico, a place must have any or all of the following things:

1. stucco walls
2. high windows that swallow the street outside
3. no windows at all
4. extraordinary laundry smell
5. grease smell
6. mediocre coffee
7. an old man bending over
8. red, flat, smooth tiles
9. a sky that seems tired of being blue
10. people you don't necessarily know but that you feel you must know, somehow

I am in a coffee shop on Page Street that has at least eight of these ten requirements. Hence, such nostalgia.