It's past five in the morning and I'm not even sleepy. I'm wandering around my solemn house with the feeling that something just isn't right. I've been getting this feeling randomly lately. Almost as if something is fake or false. I feel like I'm about to break out of some thin membrane of a false reality that's holding me back. I just need to ( Read more... )

I feel as if there is a story in me waiting to be written. An epic of truly unimaginable proportions. It just perturbs me that my organizational patterns are irregular and I can never get anything down into writing. It feels as if there is this amazing, deep, symbolic tale within me that can't find it's way to paper. I just wish it could ( Read more... )

Love be to those who are lonely.

I've found that when I can't sleep at night, which happens to be a great deal of the time, if I log on here and add an entry, I tend to fall asleep easier ( Read more... )

Courage be to those who are frightened

It's about 5am and I have class in 4 hours. I don't want to go to any classes today. However, I've said that to myself too many mornings this week and now I can count the number of classes I have been to this week on one hand. I don't really care if I miss class. To be honest, none of them spark my interest at all. The professors just drone on ( Read more... )

Strength be to those who are meek.

Sometimes I have these moments of clarity. As if the clouds have all parted and are sharing their little known secret with me. Only me. I feel as if I can see beyond the divide into another world. A world that might have been, filled with anything that is right or wrong or in-between ( Read more... )

When I was young, and somewhat foolish, and feeling totally outcast from the world ( Read more... )

can I be a pessimist if all I can remember are the good times ( Read more... )