Writing, to me, had always been this mystical power - a magical force that would evolve and express itself through me by an inborn genetic code that made me special, and I would one day be whisked away to a place of creativity, fulfillment, fame ( Read more... )

Know yourself has become a sort of answer-for-everything-where-none-exists.

What do you want?

To be happy.

But what does that look like?

If I knew that, I wouldn't be here.

Who are you?Now what the fuck kind of a question is that ( Read more... )

day two of my last week at work. looking into the gaping maw of poverty again. this time with no reserve cash. just maxed out credit cards and the hope that my student loan applications will be approved.

i feel like a quiet more humble version of myself. perhaps with a diminished capacity for chaos management as well.

we'll see how this turns

enough whining. i've been busy today. i applied for student loans and enrolled in classes. bought some furniture on craigs list so i'm not living in the empty shell of my former life. and i've picked out the paint for my living room. getting out of tampa will take some time, and i need to stop being miserable and pathetic in the interim. i have too ( Read more... )

i woke up the in the ER the other day and thought to myself, why the hell am i still in florida? and the thought stuck with me through discharge, drive home, pharmacy drop off and pick up, and every day since. why the hell am i still in florida ( Read more... )

you know there are perfectly good burn victims who could use that skin you're wasting.

There is a formula to good news writing. Any informative piece has it. You sock it to 'em right off the bat. In the first paragraph, first sentence. The who-what-when-where and why-the-hell-should-I-care. Then you break it down. You hold their hand and walk them through, pointing out interesting things along the way. Finally, you summarize, because ( Read more... )

3 p.m. is my favorite time of day. 3 o'clock is the time of day that i can tell myself the work day is almost over. just 2 more hours until you can make your way to the car. the duration of a shitty summer movie is all that blocks you from the door. once passed, you can enjoy your liesurely 2 hour drive home. a few minutes from now, i'll already be ( Read more... )

i've had some serious health problems recently. most notably, last week. it all began the week before, but that's not the point. the point is, i want to quit my new fabulous job. shit went down and i'm very uncomfortable right now. i feel like i have to say something about it, and although i intend to be as proper and professional as possible, i ( Read more... )

drip.
drop.
drip.
drop.
into a sea of thought

not a word wasted
each breath tasted
as though you cared
for my world

in one ear
you hear
yet without the sounds
coagulating into patterns
of semi-consciousness

yes?
you say
your eyes
they're glazed

with the haze
of these frustrated
days

you say happy

are we?