I am in love. Yes. No, I’m not kidding. Love-love. That kinda crazy, you talk a little too much and you share your dreams type of shit. And I’m terrified. Gosh, I’m terrified. It’s real and I am scared shitless about giving myself to someone like I have been. He’s passed every test and checked…
Tag: love
Shower
Near my new(ish) apartment is a beautiful little park behind a school. 2 minute walk from me. In the center is a man-made lake with a small geyser that shoots out water. Sometimes it rotates and you’re showered with tiny water droplets that evaporate within seconds, even in the cold, since it’s such a small…
Gotta work for the cookie, ya feel?
Alright. It’s a two-emotionally-charged posts kind of day. Remember, in my last entry I said my life is going so well there’s only one thing that isn’t really a thing that is bothering me? I just wanted to also explain what that one thing is. I was going to direct this towards men but for…
“You’ve done a good job.”
My therapist said that to me this past week when I told her I was moving and would have to stop coming to see her. I’ve become one of those crazy bitches that shines a little brighter after finding out their therapist is proud of them. It’s been…a second? A minute? Awhile? All of the…
It got better…as it always does
Simple. Ups and downs. It always gets better. Life is a field of dips and valleys and hills and little moles popping up and distracting you every now and then. There are points when you feel like the entire landscape is burning around you and you can’t put out the flames. Then there are times…
Spence
My therapist is encouraging me to be as genuine as possible in everything I do. So I’m trying to do that more. Just be a little more upfront. Y’all are probably thinking “Bitch, you’re always upfront. What are you talking about?” To which I would say, “Yes. On here.” Trying to do that a little…
Love letter to us
Have you ever sat and thought about the craziness of some technological advancements? Can you imagine the look on the faces of the Wright Brothers if they took a flight from Philly to the Midwest? Could you hear the screech of Alexander Graham Bell as he explored an iPhone? Could you picture the look on…
Come with me…
…and you’ll be in a world of pure imagination… Pure imagination. What even is that? For no matter how hard I dream, I don’t know if I could fully dream without restriction. Even my dream dreams have restrictions. Love is weird. Not much else to say. It’s weird. And it can be sad. It makes…
I call that shit God
Lately, I’ve been having somewhat of an identity crisis. With my hair. As a black female, I change it a lot. As a black female with short–but not too short–hair, I can do a lot with it. Braids, curls, etc. etc. Recently, I’ve gotten into wearing this big wig. Now, the reason for this is…
Serenity Searching 