Dear me, us, ...well,
Dear Rachel,

Again, you are about to embark on something that has tremendous potential to harm you.

You are moved to do this because it is right.
You never would have married him knowing he was ignorant.
Therefore, you're being a selfish, lonely coward. Let him go.
And you cannot let him go in ignorance.
I cannot claim to know how ( Read more... )

In Personal

The Foot Story:
In a magnificent example of improv gone wrong, I injured my left foot last Saturday. The fateful story begins with a girl setting up for weight training after a nearly effortless run. Imagine me, flushed and inevitably rather gross due to all the sweating, assembling something on the floor with 3 sets of barbells. With yet ( Read more... )

Dear Self ( Read more... )

 You need a keeper/guardian for your journals. You've known since you started this journaling venture in 6th grade that truth is inherently worthwhile, and one should guard it ( Read more... )

 "A man that hath friends must show himself friendly, and there is a friend that sticketh closer than a brother" ~Proverbs ( Read more... )

STAGE ( Read more... )

One might think that a girl in pressed slacks with a shiny corporate name tag would be offended by the smell. Or at least warded away as a vamp from garlic ( Read more... )

This weekend has seen me getting to the business of getting older. I turned 22 this Saturday which seems incredibly old. And here comes my first theory of the night, hopefully the last. My theory is this. Everyone is bi-polar. If one has clear memory of being a child, a teenager, and also an adult, things can seem to get multi-sided. For instance, ( Read more... )

It's incredibly galling to be served by your Self-Confidence. You'd throw the summons to court across the kitchen and watch them fly like a spooked murder of crows.

"Hah! See if I care. I'll sign those papers right now! As if I ever needed YOU, Self Confidence! I was doing just fine with Naïveté till you came along. What a big false fucking knight ( Read more... )

 Dear Journal,

I have come to one of four realizations I have experienced in my whole existence. I need to start a new journal. My world has evolved around me and I haven't written at all about that process. To pick up my old, nearly forgotten journal would be like using the May starcharts for your September sky.

I apologize, truly. I used to know ( Read more... )