So, Boston has been quite the adventure. I started work last Tuesday -- it's amazing; the people, the clients, the duties, the location.... I love it! I have my own little cubicle that has window few... of another building and a cemetary. But I guess it's better than nothing, really. I've been working really hard with about four different clients, ( Read more... )

As I was sitting in the back seat of the Honda as Joan drove us up to Maine for a day full of shopping, I found myself listening to country music and thinking of you. This is mainly because out here there are more foreign cars than back in Michigan; and of course the sight of anything Honda, let alone Acura triggers my memory of your car -- and you ( Read more... )

Watching you walk out of my life does not make me bitter or cynical about love. But rather makes me realize that if I wanted so much to be with the wrong person how beautiful it will be when the right one comes along.

City lights never shine quite as bright as in the movies ( Read more... )

The truth is that our finest moments are most likely to occur when we are feeling deeply uncomfortable, unhappy, or unfulfilled. For it is only in such moments, propelled by our discomfort, that we are likely to step out of our ruts and start searching for different ways or truer answers.

A clean break is the easiest. You can reset it, and it heals, and then you move on -- but if you leave things messy and things don't get put right, then it just hurts, for ever.

Question: How does a girl who falls, no actually -- jumps eyes wide open, down a rabbit hole, plummetting into chaos -- come out unchanged?

Answer: She doesn't

I need to stop dreaming about you ( Read more... )

I believe we write our own stories and each time we think we know the end, we don't. Perhaps, luck exists somewhere between the world of planning, the world of chance, and from the peace that comes from knowing that you just can't know it all. Life's funny that way; once you let go of the wheel, you might end up right where you belong ( Read more... )

I'm only pretty sure that I can't take anymore ( Read more... )

why is it that the moment I stop caring about you and stop giving two shits about us, do you decide to come back around?

Why are you calling and giving me the attention that I wanted six months ago?

Men. I have come to the conclusion that there is not one single man in my life that does not possess the confusion characteristic.