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angst
i have never before really truly lived a life that i wanted to escape from but couldn't. i had kids, you don't escape from that. i found my soulmate. there's no running from that. not for me ( Read more... ) -
blargh
i'm not great at life. it both bemuses and depresses me how so many other people seem to be navigating adulthood so much more seamlessly than i am. even stupid people are better at this than i am....how the hell does that line up with the tripe they fed us in gifted class? wasn't the reward for being a nerd-child who didn't fit in supposed to ( Read more... ) -
genetix
my son has the same fine-but-coarse strawberry-blond hair that my dad had before it went grey. it goes from perfectly flat to crazy-hobo-style in no seconds flat. every time i ruffle his hair there is something that looks SO MUCH like my dad that i have to leave the room to cry. i'm breaking down for milliseconds a thousand times a day and i ( Read more... ) -
flash prose
“Ok. That's the last of them.” My uncle says this over his shoulder as he's walking back to the cab of the moving truck. I hoist the box and follow the string of relatives-carrying-boxes into my brother's house.
“Where do I put this, Rage?” He points down the hallway with a head nod, what remains of his red hair fluttering in the draft I've just ( Read more... ) -
LJ
this is the abandoned train station of the internet. this is where i come to kick empty cans around a dim parkinglot while i wait for my friends. this is where we'll quietly drink moody blue wine and watch the snow fall and stamp our dr. martened feet to get the feeling back. -
twenty seconds of ennui
sometimes i feel like i'm not just one person, not just this me, but others too. they started out all the same, in the same place, but each one is stepping further and further away from the others...like cells trying to divide. i feel stretched thin - like bread scraped over too much toast.some days i swear i can hear the start of a tear ( Read more... ) -
dream
i dreamt i was getting ready for bed and braiding my hair in the mirror. woke up from that. someohow it made me think of livejournal. it's been months since i even thought of this place. i'm about to go see if it's turned into a bunch of shifty soft-core banner ads and etsy store listings. -
random improv poem
with no footing ( Read more... ) -
dreams
weird-assed dreams. the last thing to happen before i woke up was vengeance. or a lesson. i'm not sure ( Read more... ) -
best friens
i'm sitting here thinking about people, and socializing, and how things change. i've recently started coming back out of the mommyshell and realize i don't have many close (non-Trevor) friends anymore, and more importantly, don't know if i have a 'best friend ( Read more... )