It's striking, the way things look so different at night ( Read more... )

Swiftly, softly ( Read more... )

As I peer out through the crystal panes ( Read more... )

And the silence, the compelling, imploding, devastating and liberating silence, is back again. I am overcome, realizing that in the week that I’ve been away from home, there has not been a single attempt by anyone I know to contact me. Is it reassuring or depressing that, at any moment, I can leave everything behind and have my departure go ( Read more... )

*buzz*… rumble … crash … [slam ( Read more... )

What's there to say except: I haven't got anything to say.

It's been a long while since I updated, and just as long since I did any kind of pleasure-writing. The last few weeks of finals were a blur of activity, panic, and manic studying. The first week home from school, I lost my other grandmother, who was far, far closer to me than the previous ( Read more... )

I remember, when I was a little kid, how much I used to love half-moon cookiesEvery once in a while, as a special treat, my mother would take me to a bakery that used to be on Main Street. It's long gone now. It would have to be, right? It's gone the same route that all those family owned businesses go these days ( Read more... )

My grandmother on my father's side died this morning ( Read more... )

Dexoff42: Have you ever noticed how opposed everyone is to feeling passionately about anything ( Read more... )