Fading away from all that surrounds her,she searches fervently for a love unknown,a surreal, unimaginative love,a love that she’ll never know firsthand.Some say it’s right within her reach,but she doesn’t see it.she doesn’t see anything. Desperately fumbling in things unknown,things that would cause detriment to the whole of her being,immaturity strips her of her knowledge... Continue Reading →
On Embracing Death and Life
I’ve been indecisive lately, trying to decide if I should or shouldn’t post this and then just decided to do it anyway. 🙂 A few weeks ago, J. gave me an assignment. It took forever to begin it but I finally sat at my typewriter and just wrote it out on my birthday:
Of the Moments Between Tranquility and Trauma
If the trauma moments lasted days long, it would be different. That would be Hell. But they don’t. It’s not a constant carousel of corruption, not like the movies where the protagonist spends the whole of the 24-hour day span in her room, on her bed—or under it—trying to hide from the memories and triggers.... Continue Reading →
Finding Joy in the Mundane (A “Dear Danny” Letter)
Dear Danny, Today is a mundane day. I spent the morning cleaning, after Holy Spirit woke me up before 7a.m. (I read Romans 5 and the crucifixion accounts in all the Gospels), and after, I fell asleep again. I did, like, a deep, deep clean of my room, and guess what? I found hidden treasures!... Continue Reading →
Musings of a Wanderer 