Who knows, maybe this story does have a fairy tale ending!

So@ I'm going to start posting with text messages. Now I will actualy post stuff!

I have inside.  It's amazing.

My ears are hearing music for the first time
      My eyes are seeing colors they have never seen
            My hands are feeling things that are so new to them
                   My nose is smelling things they have never smelt
                         My mouth is finding new flavors all the time.

And I Love It All So Much ( Read more... )

Janet has inspired me to post my process analysis paper, so here it goes.

Sunlight fell into the room, the only way it could those certain mornings in late October. It fell through the windows, tumbling onto the floor, sprawling accross the room, climbing into bed, and gently touching his face. A gentle touch, but just enough to wake him. He opened ( Read more... )

Santa Claus ( Read more... )

I tie on my apron,
Rush to the mug,
Slap on the steam,
Pull my first Ristretto,
Put on the Crema,
Spin around,
Cash out,
Take tip.
Why, because I make awsome espresso.

I WANT TO BE A BARISTA SOOOOO BAD!

I am situated between East of the Sun, and West of the moon.

The smell is clean, and the noise is pure.

The sun and moon reside in the same November sky.

Breath.

Where are you?

East of the Sun - West of the Moon

Just stop ( Read more... )

...like no one could understand what I need, or what I do.

...like thats okay.

...like me.