Memories Circle
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I think I'm still carrying the hurt from everything we went through last year. Eventually the hurt manifested in anger, irritation, the confusion of realising that all the things that I'm mad about today and yesterday are all symbolic of the same old issue that was never properly resolved. I wond...
What’s the word for bittersweet memories..? That’s the title.
Today I'm a little depressed. I just spent about an hour searching for my old diary in Wayback Machine. I found my diary from 2006, but couldn't get access past the intro page. I don't know exactly why I'm crying, but I think I want to get back to me...and OD used to help me…
My First Car
https://open.spotify.com/track/11bD1JtSjlIgKgZG2134DZ?si=5p6UXOL-QIiTvqdAYxCzlA&context=spotify%3Asearch%3Acars I went car shopping with the company of family. It made me think about my first car. I was 19 and bought a 1995 Saturn SL2. I paid $2,100 dollars for it, money I had borrowed from ...
Dave, Part 1
If you've been following along up to this point, you may have noticed that there has been a considerable delay between my last entry and this one. It's been harder to write about this than I thought it would be. There are so many things I want to discuss, but how does one condense 10…
Boyfriends, Part 1
At every school I ever went to, and there were eight from Kindergarten to High school, there was always a boy with whom I shared a mutual crush. At Franklin in first grade, there was Kent. At Elementary #1 in Kaiserslautern, Germany, there was Steve. At Stephen F. Austin in San Angelo, TX, the...
TOTW23: First childhood memory…
February 9, 1969 I can be specific about the date, because it was a blizzard that paralyzed NYC for days. I was 2 years and 10 months old. 15 inches of snow fell, and traffic disappeared. I recall looking out the window at the falling snow, watching it blanket Central Park. My father helped me...
Back to the old neighborhood…
For my birthday, I took a stroll past where almost 35 years of my life was spent. Some may recognize it, and more photos will come in the future, but the chandelier in the "family" dining room (there was a larger one for social occasions) was quite familiar to me. I'm not one to linger…
Wishful Thinking
It's like after I hurt you I couldn't come back from that. Now everything's so serious. I just want to lie on the couch and watch a movie with you. It's okay though, I think I need to let you go... and hope that you'll come back like before this ever happened.
Baggage Claim
It’s funny how love is so amazing and awesome that just the thought of losing it brings about so many negative feelings. Most of all fear. And we respond to that insecurity in funny ways. Too quick to judge. Too quick to anger. Too quick to defence-mode and jumping straight into heartbreak before...