… I know that as time passes, my biggest fears grow in their chances of becoming reality. I set myself up for failure if I do not prepare myself now. I know that I tried to love someone and I tried to make them feel special, and I know that I need to accept what […]
Is there a statute of limitations on “time and space” and “wait until I text you”? Is that like a cop-out code word for “you’ll never ever hear from me again, I’m just scared to tell you that to your face?” Meanwhile, I just wait forever. I went kayaking today. It was windy and the […]
I have nothing to say. Going to spend my evening marathoning The Purge movies. The weather was nice today, and I created a book study guide for my book reading group that I’m particularly proud of but who cares. Who. Cares. I’m done with caring for now.
I am so tired. I just got back from dance and eating dinner. Today I pretended that my life wasn’t sort of falling apart and got some things done. I made a plan. 1. Finish the house (almost done) 2. School work/E3 work/ballet basics (in progress) 3. Finish up E3 contract work so I can […]
Day 1: I decided to start a small journal entry series because I need someone to talk to about my day, about anything, so I don’t feel so alone with myself. So, I will share with all of you. Today, my dog went missing. I woke up around 545 this morning and bolted out of […]
I often think that when people see me, they receive a snap shot of a single point in time and somehow, their perception of me fits within the constructs of four edges. I usually have my face pointed towards the sun, shoe-less with dirty feet, my brassy blonde hair wild about me, picking up UV […]
Where you go, I will follow Without you, my heart is hollow We’ll meet soon after on a big grass patch I’ll have all the sticks and balls for catch We’ll sun our bellies together a while Then take a walk for a couple of miles After, we can dig a great deep hole Get […]
I am on this sea of sand Where the universe expands and on this spaceship yacht hours are not besought Tangled in my golden strands wildflowers from the meadowlands and protruding from my chest is a branch with an old crow’s nest Sitting on the creaky aerie is a small yet prodigious cemetery and my […]
Tan skin glistening in the hot sun, tasting like the salty water from which you sway upon your board. Messy wet thick hair, dark as bitter chocolate, frozen in a melted splay. Eyes the color of an old copper penny, in thought, lost, neither here nor there. Your old green car, I don’t even know […]
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