The Ketchup

For my upcoming birthday I am giving myself success... or at least opportunities to attain it. I interviewed Friday and spoke with my soon-to-be-employer; she's super enthusiastic to have me start immediately. I'm attempting ... {cringes] to date.  I'm looking into grad school options, and doing a lot of personal inventory. Finally, as it pertains... Continue Reading →

Update: 10 Random Things

Hello you guise! Welcome to 2014! I know I've been gone and it has been a struggle-and-a-half just remembering my password, but I am back and already it feels natural. Like no time has passed; like it was just yesterday. I had so may things I wanted to discuss, to share. Last semester was a nightmarish... Continue Reading →

Freedom Fighter

Who will fight for me? With balled fists and hoarse throats? For my restless spirit, my tired smile. Who will wake every morning and tend to my bruised heart; whispering reassurances across its weakened valves, pushing blood to my cold fingers and toes. Who everyday remind me of what I deserve; spinning a fairy tale... Continue Reading →

I’m A Pretty, Pretty, Butterfly!

What's up ladies and gentlefingers! I'm back from my shame fueled guilt cocoon, Oh how I have missed thee! So much has happened in the last few weeks. The spring semester wrapped up, I'm now #teamiPhone, it's summer time in my corner of the world and everyday is palm tree hell!!!! Real quick question: If... Continue Reading →

Gainfully Un-employed!

I probably shouldn't sound so cheerful. [Adjusts tone] "Woe is me, I have no place (of employment) to call my own!" No one leaves brimming with joyousness from their last day of work or, or punching the clock that final time ... unless they win the lottery. I walked in like a BOSS [pun intended], kicked over... Continue Reading →

What if the story had gone differently? What if it were "The Little Engine That Didn't Give a $#!%", or "The Little Engine That Didn't Believe in Going Above and Beyond"? Would we still read it to our youngsters? Would it still be the motivational tale of a caboose that was last but most certainly not... Continue Reading →

Woke Up in Tears…

Clutching hard to these lasts fragments of a dream like a fistful of glitter in the wind. Cheeks red and eyes puffy, face still sticky and tear-stained. I'm trying to pinpoint it. This morning I feel like a collage of vacation photos; space-fillers for an actual memory, actual feelings. I feel like big kool-aid smiles... Continue Reading →

(W)here’s (T)he (F)rosting?

I'm getting sick and tired of beind sick and tired of my gotdang self. Like so many panes of colored glass yet unpolished; so incredibly opaque that my window is unintelligible. How could anyone appreciate me when I can't even see the beauty in myself....yet. I'm so rough, so unfinished, so lackluster. I'm so unspeakably... Continue Reading →

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