I spoke of it lightly, as if foreknowledge and acceptance are capable of diminishing the sting of being set aside.

You asked me once how I knew.
This.
This was how I knew.

One day at a time, the silence will expand as you realize how little you need/want me ( Read more... )

Dear you,
I don't know why I'm so upset at you when I'm the one who broke all my own rules. I knew better.

"If I knew from the start, why am I falling apart?" Excellent question.

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Me: So what do you think? Am I simply just good at predicting inevitable outcomes, or does my cynical outlook produce a self-fulfilling prophecy, causing things to end ( Read more... )

Two years of teaching, a broken engagement, and a long road trip later, I have returned to Minnesota once again.

I've been here for nearly two months, trying to figure out the "what next?" aspect of life.

I'll let you know when I do.

It occurred to me today to check back here. I need to start writing again. So this is a start. A few lines. A statement ( Read more... )

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood ( Read more... )

 I don't need you to make me happy. I can find happiness on my own.

But oh, how I long to share my happiness with you.

I joined a writing group last month. For our first assignment,  we had 10 days to write a story of 1000+ words. This was my attempt:

SHADOW OF DOUBT

Rage glittered darkly beneath the surface of her words, clipping their edges with a sharp brightness Michael heard, but found difficult to interpret.

“Razielle,” Even in frustration, her name came out ( Read more... )

"can I ask you a question?"
"sure"
"Why do you even like me?"
"Because you are like coffee creamer; and Life is smoother and much much sweeter due to your presence in it."

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