You may feel as if you are waking up today because the pace of your life quickens significantly. And although you are doing better now, it's crucial for you stop long enough to see what's really going on. If you don't spend some time in quiet contemplation, you can easily convince yourself that someone is perfect, only to realize that you ( Read more... )

I want to re immerse myself in English. I want to be able to express myself eloquently whenever the necessity arises. I want words to be more than just words; I want them to be tools, weapons, seducers. I want to evoke and provoke emotions, feelings, memories. Few things can battle a sharp tongue and walk away victoriously. But this is a skill that ( Read more... )

I really wanna visit home... Its been so long... I have only been home ONCE since 2008. Thats crazy, considering how often I used to go home freshman and even sophomore years. I dunno what the change is... I wanna say its having a job. But I think its even more than just one factor. I feel like I have built such sturdy, adult relationships here, ( Read more... )

As I was walking into work today, I traveled through time. I stepped into the blazing sunlight from the cool and hugging shadow of the parking garage. I closed my eyes immediately in response to the overwhelming brightness, and there it occurred. For a brief moment I was no longer in Tallahassee, but 3 years earlier, making one of my routine visits ( Read more... )

I wonder why people are so reluctant to be introspective. It might not be reluctance at all, but maybe an absence of value. When you have so little time, does it seem "worth it" or even rational to devote some or all of it entirely to yourself ( Read more... )

change in form, appearance, nature, or character.

all of the above? don't know why, or how, or when. just started, in the process, or finished?

Who's to know? You blink once, open your eyes, and the world is different. same world, different light.

Losing my mind? Or losing myself within my mind? Control seems to be the only real difference. But how long until that control is lost too? Its a fine line that is all too tempting to resist, yet unnerving to cross.

Night blankets the world beyond my window with a absolute chill. I shift my feet to find warmth in the familiar comfort of my blankets, tossed across my bed like forgotten memories. My room sits in disarray, not uncommon as of late. Yet with all of the misplaced and scattered items, there is still an emptiness about it. Something is missing in this ( Read more... )

He's thinking he was wrong about her,
but hoping it's his thinking thats wrong.
Because he can't decide;
Has she really proved him wrong?
Or instead, if he expected this all along,
Has she proved him right?
With certainty,
the one thing she has proved
is being exactly who he hoped she wouldn't be.

Every breath and I feel my body expand a little. Spreading, stretching, slowly but steadily, until I, myself, cannot be contained by my own body ( Read more... )