My ex wrote me an apology letter. Or something. I don't know what I can call it. I was just going to post it here and rant about everything she put in it, but I'm not going to. Not yet. Now is not the time, because her story isn't this story. This is my story. … Continue reading What To Do With An Apology Letter That Doesn’t Apologize?
I have a filthy love affair with words. I know them intimately. I know their curves and flow. I know the deepness they can go, the height in which they soar. I know their soft touch; I know their reassurance. Their finality and their indefiniteness. We fail each other all the time. We fight and … Continue reading Self Evidence
It scares me every time my mother tells me she doesn't worry about me, that she knows I always figure it out. I'm scared of the day I won't be able to... I'm scared that there will always be this part of me that is empty. It creeps into my thoughts every once in a … Continue reading Forgotten Project #2: What Scares Me
Well...as well as any day 12 of something can go this one is a bit interesting...or at least it will be when I hit the 24 hour mark. I am constantly forgetting that sleeping for more than 7 hours leaves me awake for the next 24 and causes a migraine that threatens my sanity. Day … Continue reading Day 12: Interviews, Insomnia, Rent Oh My