But I will. I’ve always considered myself to be a really open person. That can be defined many ways, but for me it has meant that I am generally pretty willing to share what I’m going through or what I have going on that you wouldn’t stick on a resume. Every 6 months or so, … Continue reading →

In the best way imaginable, I have completely fallen victim to the type of human being I’ve known for years I needed. If we were two cutouts of construction paper in a kindergarten classroom, he would be blue and I would be pink, and there would be no mistaking one for the other because I … Continue reading →

What a fucking shitty-ass year. (Not to be confused with a shitty ass-year. Talk about a different kind of post completely…). In a conversation with one of my friends tonight, I realized that so much had occurred that it didn’t seem possible (or fair) that it was all within the last 12 months. Since I’m … Continue reading →

Isn’t that always how it goes? It’s those very words that make me as guarded and closed-off as I am, immediately believing that anything going well has the ability to disappear as soon as someone recognizes it as being real or having potential. I hate that I only write when I’m sad about things. Don’t get … Continue reading →

Wake me up on the broken floor Foreign land that I’ve been before Feels like home, but I’m all alone Still don’t know what I’m crying for   Wake me up on on the broken floor As cold as it’s ever been before I’m wrapped up tight, but I’m not alright A thousand keys and … Continue reading →

It seems that getting this whole writing thing back up again has severely adjusted my whole being. It’s sort of an uncomfortable comfort – an unwelcome friend that turns into exactly what you’ve been waiting for. Did I have confidence that I’d be back in this place again? Not really, if I’m being honest. But for … Continue reading →

After months of being this version of myself that I wanted everyone to think was real (myself included), it’s now time to put out into the universe what’s really been going on in my head. I wish I could say that this was by choice, but I think if I don’t start taking advantage of … Continue reading →

Maybe I’m going deaf. My whole life, I’ve tried to soak up everything I’m supposed to know to carry on in the best way possible. I listened to so many different things – my parents, teachers, music, and I think I imagined that everything combined would create this amazing final assessment. Some glorious “a ha!” … Continue reading →

I love to learn. But I hate when it’s the hard way. I suppose it’s the best or most effective experience because really, the more something hurts, the less likely it is you’ll do it again. (Hopefully). I ran into this recently. I got a little cocky and I thought I’d be able to handle my … Continue reading →

I’ve been here before. I’ve seen the color on these walls. I know where the paint is chipped and which outlet doesn’t work. I know the part of the floor to avoid when you don’t want it to creak; I know how to jiggle the bathroom door open when the summer humidity makes it stick. … Continue reading →