The people on the plane before me just got their flight cancelled. Honestly hope that doesn't happen to me, I might go nuts. Airports are a study in transience, seeing only little snippets of people. I wonder what I must look like to everyone, with my black eye and my rumpled clothing and sleep-deprived bumbling ( Read more... )

Immeasurable cups of tea, and I'm still nowhere on this paper. Having an online journal now seems pointless to me, a voyeuristic narcissism that I'm not entirely comfortable with. But why else do we write? In the vain hope that someone will read and validate us? Well of course that's part of it, but it's definitely got more to do with navel-gazing ( Read more... )

What is it about human relationships that makes them so fraught? Is it our need for acceptance? Are we projecting our own desires for self-acceptance onto someone else, so that no matter how much they love us, we’ll always feel someone bereft, solely because we don’t love ourselves? I hope that you love yourself, whoever is reading this. You are ( Read more... )

Sometimes I wonder if I'll ever be able to make it right. To undo the years of hurt and pain and lies and button-pushing. But it wasn't all my fault to begin with, so how am I going to fix it when it's not even completely my own problem? It's incredible how complicated human emotions and lives can become in such short timespans. Think about it. My ( Read more... )

... God knows what, really. East African elephants? Random, mundane crap? Love? But there's never any REALLY mundane crap in life, to be honest. There's always SOMETHING going on SOMEWHERE, but a lot of times we get mired in the feeling sorry we're not there part of it all. Celebrate that there IS something going on, even if you're not there. Every ( Read more... )

<3.the rumblings of thunder sound like the contented belly of a giant. or the soft gurglings of some god's baby ( Read more... )

Corny title? Go screw yourself ( Read more... )

... jeeze. Lots of time has elapsed, many things have happened in the world. I don't know anymore what I should believe in. A crisis of faith perhaps ( Read more... )

...as I once more dig this up from it's tomb ( Read more... )

... because i just can't keep it fresh. Sorry for yet another period of absence, not that my entries are worth your time/that interesting.

I want to be in New Hampshire, looking at the mountains and the sun rising, mist caressing the apple tree in the back yard, curling over the low stone wall in the garden to saturate the flowers. I've never ( Read more... )