It’s my birthday month this October and I have never felt further away from knowing where to go in life than I do at this moment. I’m sure that sounds strange to hear from me, but it’s the truth. I quit my job in June and I got rid of my apartment in June. I… Continue reading Feels Like Falling
The age old question of, “how are you?”, has been popping up steadily on my phone. After having surgery, one is prepared to answer this question over and over. Usually, the age old answer is “fine”. No gory details. It allows us to skirt on to other things. But, you know what… I’m not okay.… Continue reading And That’s Okay
“Miss, are you you sick?” “Yes, I am.” “I can tell because your neck is red.” I didn’t have the energy or, quite frankly, composure to tell an 11-year-old student that my obnoxious cold has nothing to do with why I’m a red, blotchy disaster. At 44 months T.S.W. and succumbing to the plague that… Continue reading The Threadless Labyrinth
Just writing this blog is such irony. The only reason I am getting to do this is because my editing software for the documentary has decided to rainbow wheel me to death, a shared death. I’ve been reassured by a few Apple geniuses that someone this coming week will be able to fix this issue.… Continue reading A Deafening Silence
I share much chagrin in these words. I feel defeated, and even foolish, writing them. So, here it is: I am not over my marriage. It has been exactly one year since I took an 11.5 hour bus ride to him in that hotel room. Sometimes it feels like yesterday, and sometimes it feels like a… Continue reading Once Around the Sun
I knew this day was coming long before it’s inevitable arrival. I didn’t want to acknowledge it in words, but that is how I’ve always gotten through the hard times. There is something healing in writing, in knowing that someone out in the world surely knows how you are feeling. Today would have been our… Continue reading Just Another Day
“The hardest part of saying goodbye is having to do it again every single day. Everyday we face the same truth, the fact that life is fleeting. That our time here is short.” – OTH It’s as if I am stuck in a time warp, some twilight zone or awakening from a 2 year coma.… Continue reading Empty Nest
There has been a lot on my heart and mind, weighing it down like a boulder tied to a drowning woman’s ankles. No matter how hard you paddle, the weight is still there. You try so hard to let it go, and some days you think you’ve tackled it, figured it out, and yet the… Continue reading The Scars Beneath
Something happened this weekend that crushed me. It opened a very recent wound and made me question just how cruel the universe can be. Or maybe it had nothing to do with the universe and everything to do with my consistent affinity towards metaphors found in our everyday lives; my life’s sardonic allegory. I have taken up… Continue reading Digging Up The Past
It’s been exactly one week since my divorce. It still doesn’t feel real. I had a heinous week at school and today, for some reason, I had a lot of children slip up and call me Mrs. Wren. I try not to get upset at them since that’s what I asked them to call me the… Continue reading Faceless Room
Found in Reverie 