Tag: personal

  • Warm Like a Storm

    Warm Like a Storm

    I sleep to the digitally enhanced sound of thunderstorms. I love the strange comfort the rolling rumble brings, like a weighted blanket for an afternoon nap; but I haven’t heard it in its natural state for years as its growl doesn’t reach this far up north like it did in the sultry summers of my…

  • Morning Pages – 3.15.23

    Morning Pages – 3.15.23

    I began a new journaling practice I learned about online called ‘morning pages’ where you write at least three pages in a journal, long-hand, first thing in the morning. It’s a way to clear out the clutter in your head before you start the day. I have been doing this for six days now and…

  • Being Alone, and How Simple Things Saved My Life.

    Being Alone, and How Simple Things Saved My Life.

    CW: Brief talk of suicidal ideation I’ve always been a loner. Sounds cliché, I know, but it’s true. I joke all the time about my introverted ways, laugh at memes about how quiet we are, how we flake out of plans at the last minute, and am sometimes proud of the fact that I can…

  • Change is ‘The Way’

    Change is ‘The Way’

    (The quotes in this post, unless indicated, are from Zen and the Art of Happiness by Chris Prentiss. I highly recommend this book to anyone looking for peace.) “The Universe does not make mistakes.” I have been seeking my place in the Universe for as long as I can remember, from the crowded bleachers at…

  • Where the hell was I?

    Where the hell was I?

    The only excuse I have for being absent from this blog is that I have gone through changes (as have all of us), both beneficial and unfavorable, enough to make one sulk and wallow in their own self-pity. Usually that’s my shining moment to write but, months ago, my love for writing had become a…

  • Seclusion

    Seclusion

    Journal Entry, 8 May 2020, 10:44am I’ve never been satisfied with my life because I’ve never been good enough for others. T___ died; K___ ignored me; and P____ was never there, and since then, I’ve been afraid of committing because I’m afraid that they’ll suddenly disappear. So, I throw all attachments to the wind; I…