Diary of a Volatile Girl

Things you feel but can’t quite say out loud… like an “I love you,” blurted out without warning. Things that make you blush, hesitate, retreat… like hanging the laundry with your socks perfectly paired. Things that make you smile, laugh, cry… like an ordinary Monday without coffee or love.

A whole world of tiny and not-so-tiny moments that speak of you, of me, of all of us.

Volatile is a thirty-something woman in a striped T-shirt who sees the world in her very own way. She’s finally here—and she’s here to stay.