Upon first entering the café your senses are rushed with the sweet rich smell of everything chocolate. Hand rolled truffles of all kinds sit on trays in little rows inside the glass display case. Perfect balls of chocolate heaven resting in their paper wrappers just waiting for you to pick them to eat. Bittersweet, cocoa [...]
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10 Nov
cycle of self
It’s not their fault they look like that, I used to say.
One boy in particular in elementary school comes to mind.
Curly hair, soft spoken, a little odd.
I found a fondness for him, a kindred spirit if you will.
Mocked, for reasons unknown to me, we both endured.
I never got it.
Why would you do that?
Physical abnormalities you [...]
10 Nov
hiding in the light
We smile for people we ought not smile for. For they care not for us.
We act a particular way for those we ought not pretend for, for they care not as we care.
We love in certain ways those we ought not love. At lease that’s what we’re told.
The world thinks in mysterious ways. It thinks [...]
10 Nov
dreams from the past
it would seem that i once started a dream log, cataloguing random dreams i had had. it must have been at least a year ago! anyhow, i re-read them and actually laughed out loud. right now i’m sitting in a coffeehouse in my neighborhood and audibly laughing out loud at dreams i had a year [...]
19 Oct
overcoming
upside down.
nothing makes sense,
emotions are running rampant and and crisscrossing and exploding out.
self doubt then hate then hurt then laughter,
all at a situation that isn’t funny at all but that’s all you can do.
now there are no more tears.
there are no more words.
just a feeling of empty.
a still small voice,
shouting through the chaos of your [...]
7 Oct
skeletons vs. respect
i had an interesting conversation earlier this week with a friend regarding respect. she used it in a way i never really had considered.
we were talking about our families and what’s going on in our lives right now, the basic girl catch-up type conversation. you know, the ones that must take place before the real [...]
6 Oct
freedom’s response
i once wrote that i’ve got this new found freedom. a personal freedom to decision make without fear of retribution from people. a personal freedom to not care about the petty and unimportant junk that clutters an already too fast moving and all to short life. a personal freedom to ‘eat my eggs’ how i [...]
23 Sep
my egg moment
there is a scene from the movie “Runaway Bride” that closely represents where i’m at in life right now. Maggie (aka: Julia Roberts) is confronted with the fact that she has no idea what kind of eggs she likes. she just sort of adopts as her favorite, whatever kind her current boyfriend happens to like. [...]
15 Sep
driving
she sat there reclined, her feet up on the dash watching the picturesque scenery zoom past them as they drove back down the winding and mostly deserted road. he took another causual puff of his cigarette and blew smoke out towards the cracked window. they drove in silence for a good chunk of time, listening [...]
10 Sep
the art of boy tipping
yesterday i got called out for “tipping over” the boys i work with. basically this means, from what i gathered, is that when they dish it out, i dish right back, and that i’m feisty which leads to them being ‘tipped over’ and have no clue how to respond. love it!
i’ve long been accused of these things [...]
