Welcome to my little neck of the internet woods!
Who? Hi. I’m Suncica. 33. She/Her. Bosnian-American. Gemini. Dog Mama. Big Sister. Daydreamer. Book Hugger. Wanderer. Tree Lover. Pasta Enthusiast. Beach Admirer. Finder of Beauty in all things. Hopeless Romantic. Deeper than the earth. List Maker. Wannabe Photographer, Poet, and Writer. Rain Adorer. Ceiling Fan on the Highest Setting Police. Painter. Nostalgic. Junk Journalist. Sunset Chaser. Melancholy. Thriller Movie Fan. Soulful. R&B Listener. Cokehead – as in Coca-Cola. Truth Seeker. Retail Manager.
What? Other than helping people, THIS is the only thing I’ve ever been called to do: to write about and photograph the human condition.
When? Then. Here. Now. Until Forever.
Where? Somewhere between memory lane and where the wild things are in Big City, Texas.
Why? Because I always thought that something was wrong and weird about me for feeling and seeing everything so deeply, but I’ve realized that’s how I move through the human experience and who I am at my core. There has always been a sprinkle of melancholy and a dash of beauty in everything for me. Maybe I romanticize things too much because I’ve read hundreds of books, watched too many shows and shouted thousands of song lyrics out of the window of my car, or maybe I’m just determined not to miss anything before I turn back into stardust.
How? I honestly don’t know. I’m filled with so many words that they keep spilling out.
This is for the ones with tangled hair and nostalgic hearts.
Sincerely,
Suncica
The Messy Middle 🖤 