This box held the answer to my wish. No matter how naive it may have been. But, love remains. Still.
December 7, 2025 at 4:49 PM
This box held the answer to my wish. No matter how naive it may have been. But, love remains. Still.
In a wood full of others. One stands tall and alone. Braced against the loneliness and cold. Still strong, and growing. The fading color notwithstanding.
November 11, 2025 at 1:18 PM
In a wood full of others. One stands tall and alone. Braced against the loneliness and cold. Still strong, and growing. The fading color notwithstanding.
That first yellow leaf that falls,
The one that defies the status quo.
The leaf that sees what's always been,
And takes the first leap.
That's courage.
The summer shudders.
The heat is afraid.
It knows its reign is ending.
The one that defies the status quo.
The leaf that sees what's always been,
And takes the first leap.
That's courage.
The summer shudders.
The heat is afraid.
It knows its reign is ending.
October 24, 2025 at 12:17 PM
That first yellow leaf that falls,
The one that defies the status quo.
The leaf that sees what's always been,
And takes the first leap.
That's courage.
The summer shudders.
The heat is afraid.
It knows its reign is ending.
The one that defies the status quo.
The leaf that sees what's always been,
And takes the first leap.
That's courage.
The summer shudders.
The heat is afraid.
It knows its reign is ending.
I could go crazy on a night like tonight
When summer's beginning to give up her fight
And every thought's a possibility
And the voices are heard but nothing is seen
Why do you spend this time with me
Maybe an equal mystery
#IndigoGirls
When summer's beginning to give up her fight
And every thought's a possibility
And the voices are heard but nothing is seen
Why do you spend this time with me
Maybe an equal mystery
#IndigoGirls
October 24, 2025 at 11:13 AM
I could go crazy on a night like tonight
When summer's beginning to give up her fight
And every thought's a possibility
And the voices are heard but nothing is seen
Why do you spend this time with me
Maybe an equal mystery
#IndigoGirls
When summer's beginning to give up her fight
And every thought's a possibility
And the voices are heard but nothing is seen
Why do you spend this time with me
Maybe an equal mystery
#IndigoGirls
To what am I now moored? Is it still my creativity? Is it now my science? My spouse?
I'm not sure I know right now.
I'm not sure I know right now.
October 19, 2025 at 10:05 PM
To what am I now moored? Is it still my creativity? Is it now my science? My spouse?
I'm not sure I know right now.
I'm not sure I know right now.
I grew up literally surrounded by ocean. But, if I should have cried, I felt my tears would take a lifetime to reach that ocean. Now in the midwest, I feel they take just as long.
So, why would I bother crying?
So, why would I bother crying?
October 12, 2025 at 5:33 PM
I grew up literally surrounded by ocean. But, if I should have cried, I felt my tears would take a lifetime to reach that ocean. Now in the midwest, I feel they take just as long.
So, why would I bother crying?
So, why would I bother crying?
I could have said the words you wanted to hear. But, I was weak and tired. And, those words were heavier than I could bear. I simply shut up, and walked away.
September 28, 2025 at 2:18 PM
I could have said the words you wanted to hear. But, I was weak and tired. And, those words were heavier than I could bear. I simply shut up, and walked away.
I thought we lived the same lives. How could you not know?
September 27, 2025 at 8:58 PM
I thought we lived the same lives. How could you not know?
"You can be anything you want", they told me...
September 19, 2025 at 1:54 PM
"You can be anything you want", they told me...
The fog will always be there, blinding, hazy, covering. No clarity.
September 13, 2025 at 2:47 AM
The fog will always be there, blinding, hazy, covering. No clarity.
It'll all wind down the same way. With strangers.
August 28, 2025 at 12:27 PM
It'll all wind down the same way. With strangers.
If I could go back to that time, no one would be there. They've all moved on. In their own directions.
August 23, 2025 at 3:56 PM
If I could go back to that time, no one would be there. They've all moved on. In their own directions.
You were my Elise.
August 23, 2025 at 3:53 PM
You were my Elise.
In my younger years, I fought for a future. Now, I wonder if that was the best use of my resources
August 17, 2025 at 8:57 PM
In my younger years, I fought for a future. Now, I wonder if that was the best use of my resources
Homeless. For so long, because it left, too. Where do I go to rediscover me?
August 12, 2025 at 1:32 PM
Homeless. For so long, because it left, too. Where do I go to rediscover me?
I am not who either I or you thought I would be. And I'm still trying to figure this out.
July 31, 2025 at 2:39 AM
I am not who either I or you thought I would be. And I'm still trying to figure this out.
You want homogeny from me. But, that's why I left. It's not going to bring me back.
July 19, 2025 at 12:23 PM
You want homogeny from me. But, that's why I left. It's not going to bring me back.
I thought reaching out and rebuilding would be a good thing. I'm better apart.
July 14, 2025 at 7:16 PM
I thought reaching out and rebuilding would be a good thing. I'm better apart.
Of course, I really enjoy the company of "friends". And wish I had more. But. I also enjoy the freedom of none.
July 13, 2025 at 2:09 AM
Of course, I really enjoy the company of "friends". And wish I had more. But. I also enjoy the freedom of none.
They told me I wasn't worthy. I was sure they were wrong. I'm grown. Perhaps they were right, after all...
June 8, 2025 at 3:41 AM
They told me I wasn't worthy. I was sure they were wrong. I'm grown. Perhaps they were right, after all...
Of course, I love them more. They didn't make me beg for my honesty.
June 2, 2025 at 2:08 AM
Of course, I love them more. They didn't make me beg for my honesty.
When everyone from home is gone, there is no more home.
May 26, 2025 at 11:15 PM
When everyone from home is gone, there is no more home.
Yes. I had something to drink. But, I still love you.
May 25, 2025 at 3:24 AM
Yes. I had something to drink. But, I still love you.
Of course I want to be a part of my natural family. But, am I?
May 25, 2025 at 2:47 AM
Of course I want to be a part of my natural family. But, am I?
You take your class where you can. And hold onto it.
May 3, 2025 at 10:46 PM
You take your class where you can. And hold onto it.