writing
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Things used to be easier when letters were sent physically. Sure, it would take longer, and there might be the off chance it wasn’t delivered. But at the same time, you wouldn’t know if they had left your message unread. Somehow, the little red notification under every message I send is more painful the longer…
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It should have been easy. Calculate all the variables, all the things that could go wrong during their daring escape. Calculate when the guards would be patrolling that area of the museum. Calculate how many minutes it would take for them to disarm the security system for the modern arts wing, how long it would…
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The new guy wipes his hands on his pants to get rid of the sweat that coats his palms. He stares up at the faded sign above the doorway, takes a deep breath and jumps right in. He was hired to make things better for the company, and just from what he’s seen, they need…
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My bag is packed. It’s sitting by the door, waiting to be swept away, Whenever I feel that you and I are no longer compatible. So say something, Do something, To make me believe That I can stop running. Give me a reason to make a home In you, And unpack my baggage for good.
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When I open my diary from five years ago, it’s hard to believe that I lived that life and that that person was me. Five years ago, I thought I was happy, I thought I was whole, but I laugh now at how wrong I was. I laugh at how much growing I still had…
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The archeologist wiped the sweat from her forehead and returned to brushing the dirt from the skull in the dirt. She had pitched her project to find one of the congregations of the last known races to quit reproducing and all die of old age in the Rangu desert, and so far her findings had…
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10 She stared at the clock, willing it to slow down. 9 She held her breath, waiting with anticipation and fear. 8 How had it already come so soon? 7 She thought she had more time. 6 It was already here?! 5 How had time slipped through her fingers do easily? 4 She tried to…
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It was different, the way the light caught her eyes. Yesterday was the first time he had noticed her eyes were brown, the first time she let him close enough to see her eyes up close. Today, as he gazed into her eyes, he realized they weren’t just brown, they were melted chocolate ice cream…
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It’s the new year, and a lot of people are hoping to exercise more and take control of their health, get stronger and work out. I want to exercise too, but in a different way. I want to exercise my right to my thoughts and feelings and the fact that they are valid. I want…
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Hold onto your goals as the lifelines they are. Goals are what make you alive, What make you strong, What prepare you for the world. Protect them and make them yours.
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Just when you think everything is all gone, Carry on. Just when you think there is nothing left, Carry on. When you feel like giving up and things are hard, Carry on. Nothing is ever really all gone. Hold on to that small blip of courage and CARRY ON!
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Connections are important. Cables connect us to the outside world, to people, to friends. Sometimes disconnects are important too. Sometimes we can be too connected to things and need to take a break. There is no shame in taking breaks, taking time for yourself and recharging before you reconnect. The world is a large and…
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My charger is white and new. Getting a new phone for the first time in over two years, it is unlike any other charger I’ve ever had. At first, I was apprehensive, new technology, new charger, new apps and a new OS, but slowly, I realized change was inevitable. Change is inevitable, not just in…
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There are certain things that carry over from the previous days and years. It’s been five years since nursing school started, five years since I got out of that terrible relationship, five years since every relationship I thought I had changed. There are so many things I’m still holding onto that I shouldn’t. After five…
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Their last communication before it happened was nothing she would classify as important. For weeks, their conversations had been shallow, timid, frightened. She wanted something deeper. “Please buy milk” wasn’t what she wanted. So she grabbed her keys, hopped in her car, and went to find herself anywhere but the grocery store.
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For nearly two weeks, the shiny metal staples shone like a beacon on her forehead. For nearly two weeks, all everyone ever saw was the staples. How she had gotten the staples wasn’t important, but she wouldn’t tell anyone either way. After she got them removed, the white clear strips were put in their place…
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I was fresh out of the package, and you burned me with your influence. Fed me your lines and your rhymes, All in perfect time and cadence. You marked me with your ways, and your faults, so that whenever I do anything, I am reminded of you. Your rhymes and your cadences, all getting stuck…
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Of the several things that lay strewn under the Christmas tree the week after the holiday, the most inconspicuous was the small cardboard box. “I know we’re over,” he had said way back in the summer when she had ended their relationship, “But I found this and it reminded me of you.” For months, she…
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As 2018 approaches, I’m going to be trying something new with this blog. Lately, my writing has been lacking and I feel like these last few months I’ve just been on autopilot and not enjoying life. For January, I’m going to try doing a blog post a day. If it works, great! I’ll continue it.…
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Today is World Judo Day and the theme this year is Courage. This is very important to me, since I feel I have been lacking courage recently. For the past few weeks, I’ve just been floating through life. Work, home, judo, school, repeat ad infinitum. I’ve recently decided that I’m not going to do that…