The New Journal

The new sn is replicareynolds

( This Is Me. This Is All. This Is Real. This Is New )

Sitting in traffic on a Wednesday night my focus is abruptly brought to the turning signals of the cars in front of me. As one goes out the next one flashes in a repetitive action that catches my intense attention much more then it probably should. Before I can shake my mind of the mist the blinking lights I had been watching so intently start to ( Read more... )

There's to much time in the day and not enough things I have to do to fill it with ( Read more... )

It's short and it sucks but take it up with with Kristin ,she got me started on a writing kick. And the fact reamins that I really don't have anything to say so don't blame me for trying to fill up empty space ( Read more... )

It hasn't been a week yet, so why do I already feel bad for not updating? I promised myself to get more involved and now I'm becoming more detached from it. And this is not really going to be a very long post and it will probably end up being pretty meaningless but no change there. Maybe in a few days I'll come up with something more substantial ( Read more... )

There's always a air of anticipation and anxiousness when seeing that person for the first time after everything ends. Sometimes you never want to see that person again after that initial try, you come off even worse and damaged then before. Sometimes in the most mysterious ways, it works as well as can be expected and you come off feeling a close ( Read more... )

I guess since I can't play a note and half the time I can't carry a tune that it would be inaccurate to call music a passion of mine. On the other hand, it's also one of the biggest influences on my life. I'll give any type of music a try even though I have the bands and people I just can't get enough off. Concerts are my holy grail, if that at all ( Read more... )

Taking another page out of Kristin's book, I have yet to sleep in a couple days now. Maybe I'm finding that there really is to much noise inside and outside my head to even attempt sleep. It could just be your everyday, ordinary case of insomnia though. I'm not sure but even if I try, it doesn't come. I've been pulling it off though so I guess as ( Read more... )

I haven't posted in days and the best I can some up with is....I'm sorry. I don't know if the person this is directed to will understand or know what for but that's just it. I'm sorry ( Read more... )

No. Just no. I'm not stepping over and around the truth anymore. Neither am I mincing words....for anyone,anymore. I'm sick of this place. Been here a couple times but it's always the same and this time I'm not going to stay for long ( Read more... )