The Summer of Joz & Jord

I’ve known my friend Jordyn since fourth grade, and he is probably the most entertaining person in my life. No matter my state of mind, being with him is always the ultimate serotonin-boost. Over the years, we have developed a mutual love of the Belly Laugh, since one always ensues when we’re together. He’s also one of those people I’d never want to attend a funeral with, cause we can’t even get through the opening credits of a movie without cracking up.

We became a lot closer in high school, and now he is one of my very best friends. Earlier this year, it was so hard to tell him that I was going to leave for Italy in the fall. The time difference and overall acknowledgement of our distance was too sad to think about. So we decided not to think about it, and instead created The Summer of Joz & Jord.

We started with a bucket list, and decided that we’d try our best to complete everything on it (we didn’t). We’d document it all on video and on a disposable camera, and when we got the photos back, we’d make a scrapbook together with the pictures, receipts, and other ephemera that had been collected throughout the summer.

As you know, I’m in Italy now, but right before I left, we picked up our pictures at Walgreens and declared that, despite the couple of items we failed to complete, it was a very successful summer.

I got Jordyn’s permission to post some of our photos here, cause I think they’re too good not to share. Looking back at them makes me so happy, and I know I will treasure them forever.

The first photo taken on our disposable camera, featuring Jord’s dog Charlie.

Jordyn and Charlie.

Me showing Jordyn how to make crepes, a skill which he continued to use throughout the summer.

We forgot to take photos of the crepes when they were still in tact, so here is the aftermath.

Creepy smiles after Jordyn launched his Etsy shop. You can also see his amazing art on Instagram!

We’re really bad at taking photos of things we do *while we’re doing them,* so this is a photo of the strawberries on Jordyn’s kitchen counter after we went strawberry picking.

Walking up the hill in downtown Mystic, CT.

This was one of my favorite days of the summer. We went to the Mystic Aquarium, ate lobster rolls and soft serve, and blasted our favorite songs the whole way home.

Nighttime stroll at Misquamicut in Rhode Island. I wore too much navy blue this summer.

This is my absolute favorite photo in the whole batch. Disposable camera photos are often very mediocre, but occasionally magic happens.

We ate lots of ice cream this summer. Here’s me with a half-eaten soft serve twist from Iggy’s in Warwick, Rhode Island.

We raced to the Providence Place Mall, got lost, and spent a total of one hour shopping, because for whatever reason they close at 7 p.m. This is us in the mall’s parking garage, which has to be the most chaotic in all of New England.

On the ride home from Rhode Island, we bought lottery tickets and did not win.

Me with yet another ice cream, at We Li Kit in Pomfret, CT.

This is another one of my favorites: an awkward popcorn pose before watching Jungle Cruise and laughing nearly the entire time.

There are a few more, but these were some of my favorites. I hope you enjoyed! Even though we didn’t meet Trisha Paytas or invest in stocks (two crucial-but-incomplete items on our bucket list), The Summer of Joz & Jord was still a blast. I always look forward to spending time with Jordyn, cause I know it will be fun even if we have no plan in mind. I treasure our friendship and am so excited to continue our adventures when we reunite this December.

Thanks for a wonderful summer, Jord. Can’t wait for the next Belly Laugh!

XOXO Joz

Postcards from Italy — August 26, 2021

[Queue this song.]

I’ve arrived in sunny and sweaty Roma, where I will begin (and hopefully end) my undergraduate college degree.

I’ve been here since Monday, but a mix of orientation activities / exhaustion / hesitation to leave my apartment has prohibited me from exploring by myself, until yesterday.

After a meeting at the school, I decided to wander, with no plan or route in mind. Since yesterday, I had only been out with school groups and with my roommate, so it was nice to be alone for a couple of hours. The week had been filled with mingling/get-to-know-each-other activities, all of which have been horribly exhausting for my introverted brain, so the next few hours were a much-needed recharge.

I wasn’t planning to be out for more than a few minutes, but it was oh, so, hot that, naturally, I began to crave gelato. I walked and walked and walked and eventually made it over the bridge that overpasses the Tevere, or the Tiber River — the third-longest in Italy.

I passed by a few gelato shops, but decided to keep going and make up a route to explore some of the city I hadn’t been to. Here are some of the things I saw:

Jefferson Airplane was here.
La Fontana dell’Acqua Paola, built in 1612. It’s very reminiscent (albeit much smaller in size) of La Fontana di Trevi, which sits on the other side of the Tevere.
View of Trastevere from the fountain.
This building looks like it belongs in New York!
I love street art, and this made me laugh.
Walking over the Tevere. I tried my best to capture the color of the water here because it was so blue and beautiful.
There is so much graffiti here. More than I’ve ever seen anywhere else.
Strolling through the streets.
Matisse-inspired graffiti.
Spot the pigeon!
I wish the mailboxes in the US were this charming. Italian design is on a whole different level.
Gelato caduto // Fallen gelato.

And that concludes my first set of Postcards from Italy. I am going to try my best to post these once a week.

I am kind of in shock that I’m even here. The first few days were tough. I was feeling super homesick and confused and scared. I couldn’t even listen to music because it reminded me too much of home, and of driving in my car, and of my friends, and of everything that’s so far away from me — 

— but as time goes on and the days continue to pass, I realize that those things are all still there; here, I get to be apart of new things I’ll surely miss when I’m home. It’s pretty cool how many little worlds we can create for ourselves everywhere we go.

Alla prossima!

35mm — April 2021

My dad gave me a Pentax K1000 film camera for my birthday back in early April, and I’ve been taking photos with it ever since. Today I drove up to Worcester to pick up my first roll of film, which I dropped off a couple of weeks ago.

I was so excited to see them, and I’m happy with a lot of them, but I realize that what’s missing in these photos is humans. I love taking photos of people and I didn’t really see many people last month. Now that most of my friends are also fully vaccinated, I’m excited to be able to take my camera out when we see each other. One of my favorite things about photography is sharing the photos with the people who are in them, so I look forward to that as I finish shooting my next roll.

Despite my slight-disappointment with these (I’m also just not totally in love with anything I took), I wanted to share some of my favorites here with you. It is my first roll of film, after all, so I should be happy they actually came out!

I hope you enjoy.

18 things I learned at 18

Today, April 7th, is my 19th birthday. I thought 19 would be an unexciting age. After all, there is little to look forward to at 19, milestone-wise. It’s just like any old birthday. Right? Well, it’s only been one day, but I have to say that 19 has been the exact opposite of unexciting thus far.

Everyone always asks the question, “Do you feel older?” on my birthday each year. I never feel older, or any different, than I did the day before. But this year I did. I do! I feel more alive today, which has been both the best and the weirdest thing ever. 

The smallest things made me cry, the simplest thoughts and memories made me laugh out loud, and the everyday sights and sounds were a million times more beautiful today.

Perhaps this is simply what happens when one practices gratitude intensely (and on my birthdays I always try my best to do so). In that case, this day was a lesson in itself to practice gratitude more regularly. Or, maybe, this is a one-day thing — just a blip —and tomorrow I’ll be back to “normal.” The world will be a little less colorful, I will be a little less emotional.

I really hope not, though, because I’ve learned today that being alive is a magical thing when you can truly feel it in every way possible.

18 taught me a lot. I look back on who I was a year ago and am astounded. I have changed so much, and I have learned more than I could have dreamed, despite not even being in school. So, alas…

Here are 18 things I learned at 18. (I learned far more than 18 things, but these are the life lessons I felt the need to document, in case I un-learn them any time soon):

  1. Waking up late does not mean I wasted the day; I have the power to make it a good one regardless of the hours on a clock.
  2. Writing, generally, makes me a less angry person.
  3. Spending time alone becomes less significant the more I do it — and it becomes more comfortable, too.
  4. I only have the energy to show up for people who I know would show up for me.
  5. “It could always be worse” is true, but it doesn’t dismiss the validity of my feelings. (This was/is the hardest thing I’ve begun to learn this year.)
  6. If it doesn’t make me feel good, it’s not for me, no matter how much I may want it to be.
  7. Every. Single. Job. is essential, in one way or another.
  8. Dreams change, and sometimes they disappear completely, but that’s okay.
  9. I need to listen to my body and my intuition!
  10. Heartbreak is not easy, but lack of heartbreak prohibits growth.
  11. It is a privilege to be privileged, and it would be a waste to not use it for good.
  12. Letting go of something that is no longer serving you can be simultaneously the hardest and best decision.
  13. Therapy is magic.
  14. I will never get to do or see or hear or read or meet everything/everyone I want to, but I can’t let that stop me from trying.
  15. As depressing as it sounds, in the end, the only person you can rely on is yourself.
  16. Taking responsibility and apologizing sincerely is a tough but crucial skill to have.
  17. Improving existing relationships is often just as wonderful as beginning new ones.
  18. It’s okay to take breaks.

So there you have it. 18 lessons from a former 18-year-old. Next year there will be 19 things on this list, but until then, I look forward to another year of learning and growing.

February in Film

Today was gorgeous. I drove around with my windows down and listened to this song and this song and this song on repeat and grew increasingly more eager for summer to arrive. I also picked up my disposable camera photos from February at Walgreens. I didn’t get around to buying a new set for this month, so I haven’t been taking any lately, but I wanted to share these with you, and give you a bit of an update.

Winter in New England
Winter in New England II. After I took these, a man pulled up beside me and said, “Don’t you just feel so blessed to live here?”
Winter in New England III (This one’s my favorite. I love living near such historic cemeteries.)
Target parking lot in a snowstorm. I am actually astounded that this one came out.
Balloons & onions at Price Chopper.
Kinda weird, kinda cool. Cereal faces in Price Chopper.
Pretty corner of the antique store.
A not-so-rare sighting: two coffees for Brooke.
Excuse the profanity; this is the goodbye cake I made for Brooke who has gone away until May.
Picnic on the lake.
An awfully teary goodbye selfie.
Out of order bathroom in Vermont.
Winter scene on a walk down my street.

I have been thinking about my blog as a platform a lot lately.

I adore this blog. It’s a safe space for me. It’s nearly six years old, so I feel like I’ve kind of grown up on here, which is both a good and a bad thing. I never want to get rid of it entirely, that’s for sure. But I think it’s just kind of like a “home base” in terms of where I share my writing and my content.

I started a newsletter at the beginning of March on Substack. I’ve been trying to write every day on there, cause writing’s what I want to do, and I had been putting it on the back burner for a while. It was really nice to start fresh, and start somewhere where I didn’t have so much history. I’m going to share the link on or around my birthday, April 7th, and by then there will be a good amount of content for you to peruse at your leisure.

I’m not going to set anything in stone; we all know I don’t like to stick to plans when it comes to this website. But I’d like my newsletter to be the place where I publish my writing and my blog to be where I share photos/more broad topics regarding my personal life.

I wanted to share this with you so you (maybe?) have something to look forward to if you’re at all interested in reading stuff I’ve written. None of it is extremely professional, and many of the posts read like my typical blog post, but I do put a lot more work and time and heart into them, and for that reason I’m very excited to share it with the world.

I have some life updates I’ll likely be sharing in the next few weeks, but for now, I just wanted to pop in and say “hey” and “happy spring” and “aren’t you so glad the snow’s done (or so we think)?!” I hope everyone’s doing well, staying safe, and is enjoying life as much as you can these days.