#realism

She had a demented cackle that barely contained the anxious energy that burst forth. Every impulse to slow down and relax into the moment was met with a jerk towards extroversion. Images of successful, funny, articulate celebrities flashed through her mind. These vague aspirations of social prowe...

I could feel it was my moment to speak, but I was so still and unmoving that I almost created my own context. maybe that wasn’t the moment I was suppsoed to say something. Maybe nothing was expected of me in that moment. Everything that he said had so much direction and understanding around where...

      So, I just did this thing where I graduated College. I graduated from something I never thought would end. I made remarks about how lucky I was that I survived four years. four years of pressure, and no rules, and commitments, and people, and hangouts, and parties, and the wo...

  It's that crucial moment in your life when you 'wake up' so to speak. whether it's finding someone to say "I love you" to before bed every night before you fall asleep, or maybe it's crossing one last thing off your to do list before turning off the light at night. One can never&...

  My Spiritual background comes from many different places.  The combination of my Background might suggest that I am Jewish as it applies to customs and family aspects. my mothers raised Jewish, her mother, and so forth. My mother before me, My siblings, and then me. There is a lot at ...

A day out as a boy. Ever wonder if the things you try turn out better if you forget your purpose and go with how the situation feels? The ability to draw from little moments in life, and forget about what ever happened before, living only for the looks he gives you and the way…

Here's my Dilemma Should everyone have a happy ending? Is there such a thing? I believe that for some there may be. I do not know if I will be one of those who finds my prince charming and lives happily ever after. My parents are happy, and have seen both kids off to futures…

There are days when re reflect, and there are days when we hastily put away everything we're thinking inside a box. Sometimes there are days where you hold close your favorite stuffed animal and pull the lid off that box, and pull out intense emotional shit. I had the later of the two experiences...

  Monday: (description) was like most are, a sort of walking horror of the week to follow. A sleepless escapade through the day in which ever teacher assigns homework. That's all it was. I don't even remember who I talked to or why. I went home dug out some leftovers and did my homework on&h...

There should be a vow,    I vow, here and now that I will not let my life pass me by as if I am just a walking figment of my own imagination. Every idea, every thought, every being of my day/week/year will be recorded so I can look back on it and laugh, cry,…