I wrote yesterday, and it's been months since I wrote. (well, anything meaningful and of any length) If felt good, like I connected with some part of me that I had previously ignored ( Read more... )

I wrote yesterday, and it's been months since I wrote. (well, anything meaningful and of any length) If felt good, like I connected with some part of me that I had previously ignored ( Read more... )

1. Grab the nearest book ( Read more... )

I feel like crying. Why? What saddens me so greatly that tears are pushing hard against my closed eyelids as I type, wanting to be set free in order to roll down my cheeks and onto the keyboard, making it difficult to type. My fingers would slide over the keys typing the unintelligible things that my heart feels.

My uncle's life partner died ( Read more... )

I love fall.
Yesterday I picked up the most beautiful leaves and made little cards.
I bought a pumpkin for my friend Derek and he made spaghetti. I ate ice cream and watched Far and Away.
I also bought a scarf.
I love fall.

Well, it happened. Three days after my interview at Starbucks, I got a call from Stephanie and was offered a job. I start on the 18th. I'm excited. Truly. It will be a good change, and hey the good thing about Starbucks.....JOB SECURITY! not to mention that I can transfer to whichever Starbucks I want...including ones overseas. Now that's rad ( Read more... )

I am in a state of constant wonder. or is it just the stress making me feel like i need to start over ( Read more... )

Based on the lj interests lists of those who share my more unusual interests, the interests suggestion meme thinks I might be interested in
1. folk music score: 3
2. guinness score: 3
3. star wars score: 3
4. red dwarf score: 2
5. my megan score: 2
6. vox populi score: 2
7. radovan karadzic score: 2
8. ska score: 2
9. blondes score: 2
10. god score: 2
11. ( Read more... )

I think that it's a sign ( Read more... )

weeks gone by.
working hard by day and night...
as the moon cycles,
waxing,
waning,
pulling the tides
orbiting me
in my home.
And I am tired
of watching the moon,
but I can't seem
to tear my eyes away.

there is no excuse.
no reason.
only life;
only the ideas.