So I've been afk for long periods at a time.  I just have to get a computer monitor and internet as well as all the cords I need because at the moment I only have a computer.  I've been a little lazy about doing things.  Well, maybe not lazy, just a little slow.  If you know what's going on right now, and by now everyone probably does to some ( Read more... )

Many can often confuse strength for weakness.  You must know when to be strong and hold on with all your power.  You must also know when to be strong enough to let go.  
Am I weak that I let go to pursue personal happiness and contentment?  
Am I weak that I abolished my pride, which is a cornerstone of which I am upheld?  
Am I weak for turning down ( Read more... )

 ain't too worried anymore.  the ball is rolling...where it stops nobody knows.  the future is for the weak.  so to live eternally day by day can be a happy medicine for the sickness of anxiety.  the happiest beginning of a work week yet.  the warmth of the shower contrasts well with the bitter awakening from a cold, restless sleep.  the warmest ( Read more... )

all of us are living, breathing embodiments of the universe's chaos and beauty.  our feelings reflect that we are alive, our actions bound to the thread that we're tied, and our voices echo a chorus through time.  this turbulent year has been one of change.  like a shakespearean script, a rough draft with scribbles and words crossed out and ( Read more... )

I love macaroni and cheese!  My baby is the coo-ness!

hyper hyper hyper.............chu!!!!!!!!!

"One needs to be slow to form convictions, but once formed they must be defended against the heaviest odds. "

-Mahatma Ghandi

is teh sweetness. 

strange how things play out.  
i wish i wasn't such a sponge sometimes.  i tend to soak up the bad emotions as well as the good.  beginning to acknowledge this.  control comes next.  
there's a sense of renewal in our bond.  the strength emerges once again and i am refreshed.  and we are one. 

i write too much.

too many thoughts, too many possible veins to follow, too much scattered imagery.  i'd like something concrete.  then i suppose the beautiful thing about writing is the fact that there are so many options.  i sit here at my desk with a plant to my left, a phone to my right, a cold irish cream latte from this morning, and anxiety ( Read more... )

I find myself smiling.  smiling is good, for whomever smiles or sees the smile, and the chain reaction of smiles thereafter is cool too.  i saw a bumper sticker  last night that read "harm none, do as ye will".  things like that make me smile.  everyone's fine doing whatever they like so long as it doesn't bode ill to anyone else.  i should get ( Read more... )