The past few days, weeks, maybe months I've been floating. When my eyes are closed I see candy stars. I grin stupidly to myself, lost in daydreams, and my dad asks me what the hell is so funny. I check my phone, facebook, IM hundreds of times in a day. I replay in my head those moments from this summer; I kiss my own hands and gaze into dark eyes ( Read more... )

After last year I'm still not ready to go back to school, but in 10 days I'll be on an airplane that will take me across the world, and in 22 days I'll be starting classes at a university whose name I'm not entirely sure how to pronounce and whose student body is 6 times larger than Bucknell's. I'm so excited I might pee myself on the plane. ... ( Read more... )

This morning I woke from a work-induced stupor in the library to what sounded like 45 birds outside the window. For the next hour and a half I was grinning like an idiot.

The skies are still grey, but spring is coming.

I feel a little bit ousted. And a lot bit elementary in feeling that way. And confused because every single thing I do or read or watch or remember makes me think of you, and I'm surprised (but not really) to constantly find myself imagining marrying you someday. I want to have your babies. I don't even like babies ( Read more... )

I don't hate it here. I don't even dislike it here. Frederick is pretty, we live a whopping 2 minutes from downtown, and the neighbors, who admittedly are more dramatic than a bunch of high schoolers, are becoming our family ( Read more... )

Well. This is unfamiliar territory.
...and yet, I still remember how to italicize words. :)

I'd like to tell you that I love you.
Even if I can't.

Something else, from my friend Mr. Az:
If the plane goes down
I'll remember where the love was found

I can't wait for Thanksgiving.

Maybe I was wrong about you
Thought I was strong without you...

It took me 19 years to fully realize nothing will ever get easier.

Sometimes when I stop and think about it, I realize there are so many reasons for me to dislike rowing. In the shower today I pondered it as I used my less-blistered hand to massage shampoo into my hair and shaved around the infected track bites on my legs. I winced when I put lotion on; I yelped when the facewash I squeezed into my hands seeped ( Read more... )

Remember, I will still be here
as long as you hold me in your memory

nobody call my old phone! the new number is 240-367-4977.