Frustrated
Can’t seem to nail down any job interviews. I also can’t find my art box with all my drawing pencils and tape. Grr, Just want to be creative and not focus on the negatives.
Differences in Writing
I’m noticing that my writing changes when typing here versus handwriting it in a journal. I’m much more descriptive in my journal. It feels more connected, like my soul is pouring on to the page. Three Ways That Handwriting With A Pen Positively Affects Your Brain
Grateful 2019
Starting 2019 with feeling grateful for the things I have in life. Nothing seems to go right, but I am thankful for family and friends, my dog Georgie, and that I have a place to lay my head at night. I’m grateful that I get to spend mornings with my grandma having toast and coffee. […]
It’s Been A Long Strange Trip
It’s hard to believe it’s been almost 16 years since I started this site. It had more of a purpose when I first put it together. It was a place that my fiancé and I posted stories of our life. Those posts are mostly hidden right now and you won’t find them here. I don’t […]
Nice…not!
That moment when you admit that no matter how angry you are, you really miss someone.
Trying and Failing
Doing my best to keep my life together. I’m still here, so I guess that counts as something. But I’m not happy, and that makes me feel like a failure. Connections that I thought I had made have fallen apart. I’m not smart enough or rich enough I guess. That hurts so much. I may […]
Trying and Failing
Doing my best to keep my life together. I’m still here, so I guess that counts as something. But I’m not happy, and that makes me feel like a failure. Connections that I thought I had made have fallen apart. I’m not smart enough or rich enough I guess. That hurts so much. I may […]
Suddenly Sad
I’ve had a long day. I’m tired. I also feel sad for no apparent reason. Usually I know what has got me down. But honestly, other a few things that completely out of my control, it’s been a good week. So why do I feel like crying?
Stupid
I let my emotions get away from me. Five years of controlled response gone at the first hope of love. I cannot be the person someone needs if I can’t control my feelings. Hard lesson to learn.
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