What do you say to the person who you thought was a friend, but is so cold to you now and you don't have a clue? What do you say to those who hate you, blame you, for something you did, or didn't do? What do you say? How do you express what it feels … Continue reading What do you say?
What hold you here, truly holds you here? What makes you stay when you want to leave? Hope? Curiosity? Fear? What holds me here? On earth? In Iowa? What held me in New York for so long? What holds me to life? The beauty of questions is that there is always a question within the … Continue reading Day 34: What Holds Me Here
Day 27 kind of blurs into day 28 in the sense of themes, but it's a different experience nonetheless. I'm feeling more artsy-ish today, something about being awake before noon and making a homemade meal while interviewing for that job in Baltimore. Or it might be that God was in discussion today or maybe … Continue reading Day 28: Sometimes We Cry on Beautiful Days
Day 11 almost slipped by me, It started like any other day, except I was scheduled to work a 16 hour shift. However, thanks to a scheduling error by my boss, I got to go home after 9 so we can start the happy dance in 5...4....3...2....1..... HAAAAPPPPPYYYY DDDDAAAAAAANNNNCEEEEEE Okay enough of that ridiculousness.... Apparently my … Continue reading Day 11: Leaving Early, Sleeping Late, and Quiet Days