Dear Sin ( Read more... )

I revisited ALOT of my past this evening. Still haven't slept yet. Much of my past that I had put way behind me, tonight came back at me full force. Emotions I'd discarded and forgotten about, issues I'd long since gotten over. I'm fine. It was cathartic and fascinating. The Him from so long ago was here and I wanted to reach out to him for advice ( Read more... )

The motivation train, that is... It tried to pass right on through my station, but I ran and, just barely, caught a hold ( Read more... )

okay. i have goals. new career.

there are things i want to go after. school. Him.

there are places i want to be. not here anymore.

i have a course, or at least an idea of a course.

now to stay on that course. to motivate myself to do things that will get me the things i want. finish your applications.i must be my own ( Read more... )

haven't gone to sleep yet... had a FASCINATING evening... lots of people, thoughts, conversations, ideas involved to create a myriad of things making me feel better. making me understand what life is and should be about ( Read more... )

I'm tired of fantasy. I'd like something real for a change ( Read more... )

And I'm just getting home ( Read more... )

I often wonder if other people's lives are as strange as mine...

I'm so tired of being fantasy.

When do I get to be someone else's reality?

So many faces swirl around my brain lately and all are out of reach, though they haven't always been. The musketeer and the sweet prince I think of often these days. The musketeer has too many battle wounds. And the prince already has his princess. Occasionally, I think of the tin man and the puppy. I once hoped and prayed and cried over the tin ( Read more... )