The other day when you called me and we talked on the phone for a really long time, you mentioned that you were glad you could entertain me while I was sober as well as when I'm stoned. Well, I wasn't sober then. I was pretty not sober then ( Read more... )

everything is at peace.
it's been a nice, strange day.
everything has been filtered out.
my thoughts begin to take over.

Over the last few days, I have done a lot of soul-searching and self-evaluating. I have been getting to know myself. Because I think I sometimes define myself based on the people I'm around the most, ie my friends. Which I don't think is necessarily a bad thing. I have my own personality, my own traits, but I sometimes view my friends as an ( Read more... )

This being my very first post to Livejournal, I thought it appropriate to post the only poem that I've written that has gotten published (even if it is just UNCG's arts mag). It's a haiku.

Walking in the sun
I live for little moments
In the shade of trees