summer is winding down, i can feel it ( Read more... )

not in bed yet. thankfully, the morning fog rolled in so it's not too bright outside. i can still sleep ( Read more... )

it just occurred to me that 3am musings are never about good things.

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i've been holed up in my room for the past three days drawing and painting for homework under grey skies with a cup of tea. my shoulders and the nape of my neck ache and my blood pressure dropped so low that bending down and righting myself makes me sick and leaves with a pounding headache. i've listened to hours of this american life episodes, ( Read more... )

once in a while i dream exactly where i left off in another dream. it's an indescribable feeling to recognize a place in your dream, a place that does not exist in reality. my writing teacher who writes poetry told us in class, "you know when you're driving and you get lost and you keep driving and driving and finally find something you recognize? ( Read more... )

Short story I wrote for my class ( Read more... )

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i like to stare at my dad's profile when we're sitting on the couch together sometimes. mostly to annoy him but i really do like looking at his eyes. they're big, watery and a little sad. not the kind of sadness that makes eyes hard and brittle but the kind that makes them soft and murky from wisdom that he may not have wanted but has accepted. i ( Read more... )

i just spent the last three hours customizing my tumblr page until i realized i could just download a theme. silly me. i've been collecting tons of images in the past four years and i'm happy to share them; some you've probably seen, some you haven't but check it out!

http://goodmourning.tumblr.com/