Tuesday, June 18, 2013
Regardless
Sunday, June 16, 2013
June
Wednesday, May 29, 2013
Curls
Thursday, May 23, 2013
O'Keefe
I saw you in a dream...it wasn't a dream, was it.
Maybe I imagined you–like a water colour painting, so beautiful created. The lines and strokes, so perfect; so genius.
but even that isn't true. what lies I created in my head to hide. to find. to invoke. BUT WHY? To hide? To hide from what? To laugh? To cry? Already did those. check check and check. maybe it wasn't a good idea–maybe it was the best idea. I like it. I like you.
Thursday, May 9, 2013
LIFE?
But I guess that's where I am struggling. I am seeking to find meaning in my work, writing, and other various activities to little or no avail. And, I mean, the only comfort I can find after a long day of being yelled at, is my bed. And maybe parks and rec.
But then I see other people doing so well. Being happy and enjoying life. I wonder if my life will ever be like that.
Someone I love dearly–just recently, actually–said to me that people had to be the reason for life...the reason we're alive. It just blew my mind. Here I am, trying to figure out what I'm doing with my life. Why I can't make a million dollars?! or write a damn article worth reading! Or even get one damn upvote on Reddit. But it's not about me. It's about other people. I love so many people. And I hurt a lot of people. I wish I didn't. I'm struggling today. And all this week, actually. Well, stay tuned. Maybe I'll figure something else out real soon. :)
Thursday, May 2, 2013
Thursday
the bill was wrinkled up, as though it had been through more pockets than its worth.
"Thanks," the girl said, in a calm manner and gave the woman a rare smile.
The woman looked at the girl, and smiled back.
"What's your favourite colour?"
The girl smiled and slowly pointed at the bright sunflower in her hair.
"Yellow!" She said.
Monday, April 15, 2013
For those in Boston–my heart is there
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