Before you know about me, you should know how this house of gems came to be.
The idea of a blog came to me during my first year on campus when I was in the emotional pits. The lady I was seeing at the moment did not understand me, and in a way, she made me feel like I was being misunderstood by the entire world. If you can’t be understood, what next can you do but try to understand yourself first?
That’s how I started writing, and since then, I have never stopped- I just took multiple hiatuses over the years, but I am here now, and you are reading this, no?
Over the years, I have collaborated with a couple of writers, written to a couple of writers, and brainstormed with a couple of writers, and I am glad this has become their home. Since then, Coffee with Lee has not been about me but rather about all the stories the world has yet to hear.
Cheers to more stories and more feelings.
P.S. If you feel misunderstood, feel free to reach out to me at any time through chachalesley18@gmail.com.
P.S.P.S. If I am unavailable, write about your feelings and maybe start a blog. You are here already, and who knows? Maybe someone will be on your page too.
P.S.P.S.P.S. Tell your cat I said hi.
Chacha Lesley cannot be defined by a single word, but Lee would do. He is an evolution of all the writers he has read, all the dreamers he has watched, all the musicians he has heard, and all the people he has loved.
In his own words
I’m happy, I’m sad, I’m pumped, I’m in my head, I’m logical, I’m in love, I’m heartbroken, I’m just there. Here is where I am. Here is where all that comes to life. My little corner on the internet where I can spitball all I want.
If I ain’t here, I am at coffeewithlee1218@gmail.com.
Not there? I am on Instagram, or Twitter.
By the rarest of chances, I’m still MIA, contact me on Facebook
- Valar Morghulis
I have been coming across death in all its forms on several mediums, and it made me think of my own mortality, hence Valar Morghulis, all men must die. - When Last Did You Draw Yourself?
I got some teeth, stronger eyebrows, a lot of wrinkles, a left hand, and a solo strand of rasta by my left ear. In the end, I, through her eyes and her adjustments, got bumped up to a 10/10. I have to say, it is now PERFECT, IMO. - I Understand Why
I understand that I may and will never fully understand why people do every single thing that I said I understand, but that is the best irony, right? Did you even understand me? - Breaks and Accelerators
When’s the last time you had a good time and didn’t care about doing the dishes afterwards? When last did you just wake up without feeling groggy about making breakfast? When did you last just sit down and breathe peacefully without someone bothering you? - Oh, yes, names!
I don’t want to give away my entire friends list because I gatekeep people — if you spent years choosing them from day one, you would gatekeep them, too, because they are the most amazing group of people I know