We all love going home to our respective families at the crook of holiday elbowing time. It seems funny to me that this whole country is full of people who despise and detest their relatives, simply because they exist in a totally different reality. My reality came slamming into my head on Thursday, as my…
Oooh wow. Internet is back and convenient and I am still bad at calling people back and e-mailing them, too. My mind is racing and everything is too fast to write about. For now, for now.
I am on my way out of work but felt compelled to update you guys on some changes going on in my life as of late. Number one, I am no longer with J. Lots of reasons, but more or less I need someone who can communicate with me and be on the same page…
Oh goodness. I wake up today, frisky and alive to type out my transcription work, sexily assigned from the West Coast about art or some such thing, and Verizon sucked proverbial ass and finally shut my phone off. Whoops, unpaid since July, I admit. It’s all my fault, and I, being somewhat sick of being…
So lately I have been in brainiac sweet loving mode. Not because I am convinced I am on a secure path to success, but because I am taking better steps towards those ventures these days. I realized I never tried to be better than anyone, or more importantly, myself, because I like to dole the…
It’s 9:30 am and I am frisky and awake. I spent my time at his house because he wanted to wake up easier in his creakity bed. But that’s okay. It’s nice to sleep weird places every once in a while. I got home and ran upstairs to use the bathroom because my drains are…
My feelings lately have come swirling to the surface, obvious to me, yet not to others, and I have tried hard to hide them, shove them down deep in my pockets, to be picked up and flicked up around winding pretzels packed tight into dusty bags of yesterday. They are miscalculated, discombobulated, scarlet, and clear….
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Funny, I feel. So much learning, observing, cultivating, breaking apart like this crazy popsicle puzzle. I have realized some stuff lately that has absolute direction in who I am, and what I have become. I have felt very superstar strong lately, running with superhuman powers and understanding of myself and the emotions which spit out…
When I tell you that I miss you, what does it make you feel like? Does it make you feel like I miss you, the way you move in my space repeatedly, in circles, spinning wildly and re-appearing again? Does it make you feel like I cannot let you go? Does it make you sink…
