Holding back

If I am completely honest with myself, I can honestly say that I am a big liar. I lie about my strength, abilities, comforts, security, and stability. I don't say "No" nearly as much as I should. I am a very complex chameleon that doesn't like drama, upsetting people, or rippling the pool but does … Continue reading Holding back

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The Farce of Contemporary Hip-Hop

Contemporary hip-hop is as fake as a square two-cent penny and everyone is trying to spend that crap on a Furby. I don't listen to the radio anymore. I hate hearing the lyrics so simple, vulgar, and pointless that either have the words are censored or a two-year old can sing the entire song like … Continue reading The Farce of Contemporary Hip-Hop

Southern Comfort

Unless preoccupied in the thoughts of my dream world, I always greet people with a smile. I was raised that way. Regardless of how society feels about salutations and respect, I say Ma'am and Sir. There is always room in the inn and food in the fridge. I was raised by a very hospitable family. I … Continue reading Southern Comfort

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

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