I had a dream last night.

Lauren and I were house shopping. It's unclear why, (because dreams don't have to make sense) but we found ourselves in a very modern home. It was definitely above our price range and in a neighborhood that catered to well above our pay, but nonetheless, I stood in the nicest livingroom I'd ever been in and went through the ( Read more... )

NOTE! You should probably keep in mind that I'm writing these in Word then transferring to LiveJournal for the sake of time saving. None of the posts are final, including the ones written over a year ago ( Read more... )

Sitting and staring. I had been sitting and staring for some time now. You know when you get into your own head and you lose track of where your gaze is for an undetermined amount of time? This was it, but I was aware I was sitting and staring, but I couldn’t bring myself to stop it ( Read more... )

If the ride back with Ernesto wasn't the awkward cake, then handling business with him at the excuse for a shop was at least the icing ( Read more... )

I bought another éclair. It was just sitting on my passenger seat while the butterflies of anticipation slowly tickled the inside of my stomach and mocked the hunger that was there minutes earlier. Why does this keep happening? I thought, staring at the éclair. I knew it would be delicious, that's why I always bought them, but now it was just ( Read more... )

I hate waking up. No, I abhor waking up. Not because I hate my life, or any ridiculous reason like that, but because it means I have to leave that comfort that is the bed and pillow. Being melted into a pillow is a feeling that I don't think I can put into words. That I'm aware of, there are only two things that a person can accomplish and ( Read more... )

The sun was beginning to set in front of me. Maybe it was because of the elevation, I'm not sure, but the sky was a particularly gorgeous spread of warm colors. It danced all through the surprisingly thick set of trees. Growing up I had always pictured Arizona a barren wasteland; a desert devoid of life save its tanned people and cacti. Northern ( Read more... )

My stomach was caught in zero gravity. It wasn’t quite butterflies, as I wasn’t nervous, but it was an anxious nausea that was fighting with rationality. I knew that my excursion wouldn’t be something dangerous - I was excited to be gone. An entire week to myself, actually. Oh shit, a whole week! Granted, most of that would be spent in a car, but ( Read more... )

I've been telling myself for almost a year that I will start writing about my adventure to California. I was initially concerned that I would hurt the feelings of those mentioned in the narrative, and hesitant maybe to put my feelings out into the world, but I feel a year is long enough and it's time for me to let it all out ( Read more... )

Future Casey ( Read more... )