Staring at the tiles Spreadsheets Blinding screens Made brighter by the overwhelming headlights of my own expectation. Sans motivation. How can I earn a vacation when I'm on the brink of humiliation, when my mind is devastation, consumed with creation and elation yet stifled by industrialization. When my eyes think, blink, bending over the sink … Continue reading An Exercise in Forgiveness
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Greenhouse
Surrounded by city smells, gas and fast food, bacon in the mornings, BBQ in the evenings, the noise, cacophony, beating at my ears not remotely near the desperate tapping of the pulse at my throat a tree canopy, startlingly green, marred by the zooming vehicles and the incessant beeping of the deafening, jarring, angry morning … Continue reading Greenhouse
Jasmine Milk Tea
Drinking tea and watching adult swim. yelling at the hockey players on the TV, and pausing to make fun of the other team. Falling asleep on the wrong sides of the bed because we were busy watching cartoons, laughing and waking up in the middle of the night to switch places because your side is … Continue reading Jasmine Milk Tea
Up
My head is never where I expect it to be I let it do its own thing and hang on for the ride a white water rafting adventure, picture it now cool, calm water letting you lean back and forget where you are for the moment then the wind changes and you’re almost thrown off … Continue reading Up
Letting Go of the Wall
I had a crazy moment the other day. Well, it’s been a seemingly endless string of crazy moments, building up on one another to create this precarious tower that shook and rattled until it came crashing down – that’s what anxiety attacks feel like. You know exactly what’s happening, when it springs up on you. … Continue reading Letting Go of the Wall
Reaching Stillness
There are few things in life that are more soothing to me than coloring. Coloring. Markers, crayons, colored pencils, chalk. Anything. And so I have decided to write about it, for the sake of writing about it - and it'll all be in organized little lines, like my poems or prose pieces. In the turmoil … Continue reading Reaching Stillness
A 5 Minute Search for Peace
I try to find my "inner self," my "center" (feeling knowledgeable because I read about it - some hippie article online) So - I close my eyes. Breathe, they said to breathe, listen to your heartbeat. I can't find it. and then I realize - I left my heart at home, under a pile of … Continue reading A 5 Minute Search for Peace
