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“Meet me behind the mall.”
I am filling up a notebook in small blocks of writing. TS explained how she wrote down, “Meet me behind the mall” and knew someday she would put it in a song. I am that way with word combinations, double entendres, words that make me wonder about the origin. There hasn’t been a time when…
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i probably deserved it.
I had sat down this morning to purge the demons I have inside right now, but my friend asked me how I was doing. I’m doing okay, but not doing okay. If anyone would understand that, it’s her. I explained that current me is okay, but past me is destroyed and I need to just…
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*deep exhale*
I started writing last night, that manic writing. So many thoughts running through my head and my therapy training standing on the side like it was ready to jump in the double dutch game I had swinging, but hesitant it would get slapped with the wild ropes of thoughts and feelings. “Do you even fucking…
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So you live from day to day and you dream about tomorrow.
“People are frugal in guarding their personal property; but as soon as it comes to squandering time they are most wasteful of the one thing in which it is right to be stingy.” – Seneca I want to say I wasted time yesterday, but on the other hand…did I? I finished a book around 8ish and then…
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She stole his dog and dyed it key lime green.
Let’s talk about my whole world. Murphy. When I moved into my new place I knew there was going to be times that I had to leave him at home so I could go shopping or visits with friends. I bought a camera so I could see how he is doing. I thought he would…
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Oh my god. I won. Damage is done. You had your fun. Bet you’re sorry now.
There’s something about therapy that wipes me out and makes me want to crawl into my hole and then dig about 24 miles deeper and live there. Yesterday was communication and those hard conversations. She had a lot of questions I didn’t want to directly answer and that was her point. I just wanted her…









