So many changes realized, such short time. So much to feel and think and be and love and laugh at and cry and reflect. But none of that here – much of my time during this winter break has been dedicated to cleaning – my apartment, my heart, my mind – and, as is well known about me, the most thorough cleansing mentally comes in … Continue reading A Positive Regression
I have tried to find the author of this excerpt and I haven’t been able to do so. I first saw this on a beautiful painting of a man and woman that looked a little too similar to something else (but don’t we just see our experiences in front of us?). Nonetheless, it’s been on my mind a great deal. It intrigues me beyond words. … Continue reading Wish I knew
Life is always most real in one of two moments: when you’re running blindly with ones you love or when you’re given a day to stop and face it alone. There are countless ways in which today has been “good,” yet I lack the ability to keep the joy from slipping through my fingers. And I know full well why, but I can’t fix that … Continue reading Fallen.
Did you think that I was beautiful truly or did you just want this smile on your daughter someday? I’m asking with words and you never heard mine so maybe I should just tilt my head and give you “that look.” Every soft insecurity comes creeping on again, like dust on the breeze in the night smacks you laughingly in the eyes, blinding you to … Continue reading Owl Eats Hare
I often lose myself in a self-conscious moment and before I realize I’ve summoned the words, the deepest part of me says, “I wish I were beautiful.” The first time that happened, that I ever thought of myself in terms of pretty or not, was the exact moment when I knew I had lost a part of myself. Continue reading The 12 year strong wish
A million things I should be doing, could be doing, almost want to do, and the motivation lies still within me. I know I should get up and read or work out or check the mail, do anything but lie hear accompanying thoughts with the sirens and dog barks. I do not. I forgot, I think, how to be really alone. Lately, I’ve been facing … Continue reading So we meet again
I just want to go back to the comfort of the life [read friendship, patience, a happy apartment] I had in Texas, but without the summer heat and with the natural beauty of the north east coast. Does it need to be that complicated? Continue reading The Confession Predicted.