Love and Loss: Living and Existing ( Read more... )

I am sorry to write this letter to you this way but I really do not know what else to do. You have no idea how agonizing it is to feel like you are so close to your dream. Not simply just the dream of you but also the dream of what our life together can be. The dream of finding the woman that you I make a life with. To be this close to your ( Read more... )

Let me start by saying that I love the telephone. I know it is perhaps not the most manly thing but I do, I love it. I have always loved gadgets and electronics and as long as I can remember I wanted both a cell phone and a pager. My collection of toy telephones would put anyone to shame. I remember when I got my first toy cell phone. For those ( Read more... )

Can you hear the waves on the beach ( Read more... )

Something that you have to know about me is I have to be right. I cannot stand to be wrong and I cannot stand to be corrected. It is so much the correcting but it is the fact that I am wrong that really irks me. This is why I hate to fail and even hate to struggle because struggling means that you were wrong for a time. It seems often in my life ( Read more... )

Have you ever really listened to the sound of silence? It is an interesting animal. If we take it outside the context of the song there is a power in silence that cannot be ignored. Even in the silence though there is no silence because even then we have the cacophony of noises in our own head. Our thoughts and emotions run through it with a ( Read more... )

I swear if I have one more liberal proselytizing professor tell me how I am supposed to think and then attach my acceptance of it to my grade I am going to strangle someone with a phone cord. However, this is easier said than done because I have not had a phone cord since I was 8 but mark my words I will find one and when I do... Now before you ( Read more... )

So I get to class and I am about 4 minutes late. This professor is a weird guy, he has a very prominent tattoo on his arm which kind of weirds me out when it comes to a professor. What this tattoo is however is something I have not been able to ascertain despite my best efforts. Not that I have anything against tattoos, I love tattoos and I love ( Read more... )

I wake up and I am not sure how I feel. Tired is about all I am sure of. We'll I am sure of her... but that is all. It is a strange feeling when you feel like you are so close to your dreams. But also you know that is when the road is wrought with dangers and it is easy to lose your way. When this happens you have to have faith in yourself and ( Read more... )