Why is it that one minute you can be so happy, then you look at one object, hear one song, or just look at yourself in the mirror and suddenly become sad, confused, angry, or utterly and completely lost? I don't know how it happens so quickly. What do you see when you look in the mirror? Well, I guess it really depends on the day. One morning I ( Read more... )

People have a funny way of letting you know that they are okay with you. I had a talk with my new friend on Saturday night and cleared things up...I was worried that he wouldn't accept my friendship. He certainly hasn't been friendly over the last two days since then. But then today, when I signed on line for the first time in a long time, he ( Read more... )

Sometimes, you have to give up what you want in order to make life less complicated for others, and for yourself. Although, we do like things to be complicated, don't we? I think we thrive on it-- the attention it brings, the emotional ups and downs we take when things are complicated. But in this situation, it was necessary to not make things ( Read more... )

Tonight at the Alive Team program in my dorm, we were asked what inanimate object our lives were most like. I said, "A toaster. I get pushed down, then I pop up, and I get burnt ( Read more... )

I can only imagine what it will be like ( Read more... )

He cares. He actually cares. I have a friend that I have a weelly coffee date with at Luna. He called me yesterday and asked if we could cancel yesterday afternoon because he had a ton of work to do for today, but also if we could reschedule for today-- this afternoon. He wanted to reschedule. I'm actually important to him, ando our time ( Read more... )

I'm procrastinating!!! I have to read a 55 page document on Rapanos v. United States Wetland court case...yay ( Read more... )

I am a messy person. We're all messy. There is no getting away from it...take it all in, listen even when you don't want to, make choices boldly, and accept the consequences. Living as if you're afraid is no way to live the life that has been given to you ( Read more... )

Things that remind me of Pittsfield/my childhood ( Read more... )

I want to go home... to Muskegon, to Pittsfield, just somewhere other than here. Why am I so obsessed with going home to Pittsfield? Why do I insist on trying to reckon with my past and see where I came from? I miss the East so much...I still tell people "home" is Massachusetts, but that I currently live in Muskegon, MI. Even Muskegon would be ( Read more... )