I was born with a discontented heart Not that I despise my house and deny my home But that I know I am not meant for this place in which I live I am always reaching out, imploring to be carried away from here Always second guessing, always questioning Is this the life I am … More Discontented Heart
I’m sitting down to write this blog post after an emotionally draining week, and I have to admit that I don’t know entirely what it’s about. And then I think, exactly. The truth is I don’t know what it’s all about. For those of us who were lucky enough to have teenage love in all … More Fight or Flight
I was thinking again of how blessed I am by the friendships I share around the globe. Each one is different, special, and often, specifically designed for a particular period in my life. However, a recent event made me ponder what exactly friendship is. And while it is not a composite definition, I have two … More Friends are like flowers.. Buds.
I hate it when boys shove you or grab you or put you in a head lock and try to act like it’s some sort of joke. If you need to portray physical dominance over me, let me say first of all that you probably have an inferiority complex. But secondly, don’t expect me to … More The time that one guy thought it was funny to pick me up and set me in a trash can.
May I be reminded that the same moon that danced over my grande adventures shines on this small town.
I sleep curled up in a ball. Mostly on my left side. In the perfect place for someone to wrap their arms around me. I watch tv like I watch sports. Always yelling at this character or that. But I would be quiet if you told me it was your favorite part. I listen to … More Parts of Me
I think I’ve learned more life lessons since graduating college in May than I did throughout the past four years in school. Maybe not more lessons, but harder ones. For example, how do you deal with being alone when everyone around you seems to be pairing off? How do you move home and form new … More Cold water and gentle cycle, lay flat to dry.