I am writing this because I am pretty sure no one reads this journal anymore.  I need a place to word vomit.  I feel like I'm so heavily monitored by all the wrong people - twitter, facebook, even instagram ( Read more... )

Writing in my real journal...the hand written one of course...and then writing on here is always interesting.  So...I wrote in my journal...and then reread some old entries ( Read more... )

You may not feel like you are trying to dangle carrots in front of me. But you are.

You are breaking me.

Into a thousand little pieces. I'm not sure I come back from that.

I should be reading. Instead... I am thinking. A lot. I think I finally have the opportunity to accomplish one of my lifelong dreams. I am really happy about it. But also terrified. A part of me fears this being taken away from me. The other part fears the actual dream itself.

I have never been given the opportunity before to make this a reality. ( Read more... )

"It's almost midnight and I should be asleep...yet here I am, wide awake and posting ( Read more... )

SO MUCH IS GOING ON.  But yet...it isn't.  I don't know ( Read more... )

Had to do gongyo this evening.  Luckily Shoko came over and did it with me.  She also helped me pack up my car as well.  I'm not totally packed - just the heavy stuff ( Read more... )

I can't lie.  I'm in an awkward position.  Well - when am I NOT in an awkward position?  Ha ( Read more... )

1,192 entries so far.  In almost 10 years.  That translates to over a 100 entries a year.  I suppose I could have had a lot more than that.  I tend to write in these things only when my life is going through some kind of catastrophic change or something ( Read more... )

"I can see happiness from here ( Read more... )