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Flotsam and Jetsam

It was a small disappointment, a small hurt. It was a small drop of water. But there were a million small hurts, a billion little disappointments, and the small drops of water had multiplied into a 30,000 gallon tank of relationship flotsam and jetsam. It sat squarely in our path, an obstacle to moving forward. There were objects in the tank, small mementos of past pain. The water swirled and moved in agitation, motivated by the energy of the emotions contained within it. Every so often, one memento would slide up to… Read More »Flotsam and Jetsam

Coming Up for Air (aka My Subconscious is Talking)

I’ve had a snippet of a song stuck in my head for 4 days now. It’s not a song I own, it’s not even a song I’ve heard in its entirety. I think it’s from a TV show, but since I can’t find it online anywhere, I can’t be sure. It may even be one tiny jingo that was written for a TV show that I now have permanently on auto loop in my head. I’ve been searching for it so that I have the full song in my head,… Read More »Coming Up for Air (aka My Subconscious is Talking)

I Do Not Slide Down

It was one of those random Facebook posts – open the nearest book to page 45, read the first sentence on the page, and it will tell you how you see love. The nearest book was The Reconstructionist by Josephine Hart. A favorite of mine, beautifully written. A book that I owned a while ago, it was lost when I loaned it to someone who never returned it. It was always that way with hardcopy books – you never loaned out anything you loved, because unlike many other things, if you… Read More »I Do Not Slide Down

This is For That Girl

For the girl who always listens to your problems and offers advice, whether you take it or not, but never shares hers – this is for that girl. For the girl who helps you when you ask her to, but doesn’t ask for your help in return – this is for that girl. For the girl who may bitch and rant about a co-worker, but never really talks about the heavy deep sad stuff inside – this is for that girl. For the girl who grew up learning that you… Read More »This is For That Girl

Coming Out of the Gray

I’ve lived my life in the gray area – not really committing to one idea or another too strongly (unless it was about politics, women’s rights, or other hot button topics). It kept me safe from being hurt, rejected, and trampled, but it also kept me from fully living. I have no true passions, nothing I’m very excited about; a few things that I like, but don’t commit to fully with all of my energy. I know a little about a lot, but am no expert in one area or… Read More »Coming Out of the Gray