trapped
“trapped inside,
my feelings seethe about,
seeking expression.
i don’t know what they are;
i can’t name them…” Continue reading trapped
Obsessed with my scale
“I’ve been obsessed with my scale of late though truthfully, I’m not exactly sure where it is. It was hidden under a pile of towels in the back of a bathroom cupboard for the longest time, ‘til my son needed it to weigh his suitcase for a trip he took in December. Where it ended up after that is a mystery and needing to know its location is an intrusive thought that I’ve been unable to discard…” Continue reading Obsessed with my scale
what do you owe other people?
“You don’t owe other people anything.
You don’t have to justify your existence.
You’re not required to do anything you don’t want to do, and no one can make you.” Continue reading what do you owe other people?
why do I blog?
“I want to take a moment to thank everyone who took the time to read one of the posts I put out there into the online universe, or who followed me. I am beyond grateful. When I started putting my writings online, I had no expectations. No actual, real-world expectations, that is. In the secret part of my heart that likes to fantasize, I imagined an explosive, unprecedented success, perhaps even a Pulitzer in recognition of the stellar qualities found in my internal musings. I spent a lot of time in that fantasy; I pull out of the real world with alarming frequency. It’s quite a negative – it keeps me from reality and stops me from living. I get trapped in imaginary realms that, at times, seem more real than the world at hand.” Continue reading why do I blog?
