Crowing Achievement, I want…

I don't want this to be the end. I don't even want this to be the ne plus ultra of my ability. So here I am bearing my deepest want. Here I am paint-stripper scraping the basement of my soul and telling you, the reading world, what I want. I don't want. I don't want … Continue reading Crowing Achievement, I want…

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Inside My Head, a Maze

From the moment that I wake to the second that I fall asleep, I have traversed the corners of my mind and lost myself in its maze. Much like my grand and well-planned ideas, I try to begin with some pattern of order. For example, I had a dream that instantly gave me the idea … Continue reading Inside My Head, a Maze

Childhood Memories

Cotton candy. I can remember going to the carnival and waiting in line. The air was always sweet from the sugar of the cotton candy machine and salty from the popcorn machine. My mouth watering, I was gloriously juxtaposed between the two alluring treats. First, it was always the cotton candy. I loved pinching off … Continue reading Childhood Memories

Pursue

On yesterday, I shared my grief at the loss of something that I really wanted. To say that I was devastated would be like saying the Amazon is a bubbling brook or the Pacific Ocean is a teardrop.  I was severely more than just devastated.  It felt as if the world continued to move and … Continue reading Pursue

Hope fails if temporary

I recently suffered a setback.  Knowing better, but feeling mortal, I got my hopes up on an endeavor that I considered the perfect opportunity for me.  For a little over a week, I sweetly suffered through daydreams. Decor. Quotes. Dreams of desktop adorableness and rewarding work. Then, as if sharing the punishment of Prometheus, my … Continue reading Hope fails if temporary

Bitter then Sweet

What happened to the 'r'? How did pretty become petty? Social media negativity is as bitter as Denatonium, the stuff used to prevent ingesting poisons. But that is just what we do. We ingest the poisonous posts and we like the petty. We sit with our snacks and we phone a friend with the new … Continue reading Bitter then Sweet

Playing in the Background

I hear a song and get forever lost in memories. Music is often playing in the background as I go through the day in automatic; and it often reminds me of ordinary life events. Today, a song took me back to a middle school dance. I remembered nervously laughing as a boy failingly asked me to … Continue reading Playing in the Background

Life’s Mixtape: The B Side

I am a dreamer. My memories are like a cassette tape. LIFE'S MIXTAPE. Side A being the truth, and Side B being the dream. Eventually, the tape gets worn and I can't tell the difference between the sides. I no longer mind the warping tune that emits from the dream. I accept my ability to … Continue reading Life’s Mixtape: The B Side

Afternoon Tea

Today, I celebrate a milestone birthday.  You know it's a milestone when birthday cards emblazoned with 40 and Over-the-Hill blanket an entire section of the card aisle.  The Big 4-0 is upon me and I am Over-the-Moon happy.  There is no sadness or sense of regret in being four decades old.  I may not have … Continue reading Afternoon Tea