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 →

When the Writer Uses Programming to Cope with PTSD

If I can control the external environment in front of me, namely my laptop, maybe I can control the inner, darker parts of me too. With Halloween being tomorrow, and the day not quite being over yet, I need all the light and promise programming offers that I can get.

I Am Not My Past (Memories)

I remember, reminiscing on you and the effect you had on my life. They told me that I was supposed to learn from you and once I got my lessons, I wasn't supposed to revert or glance back.   But I did.   You were the source of my tears at many a night, and... Continue Reading →

The Quiet of Night is Unnerving

History is repeating itself. I just sent a text message to a good, close friend of mine and itโ€™s similar to something the younger me sent my ex-boyfriend in the past, forever ago, 6 weeks before I graduated college. The quiet of night is unnerving. Iโ€™m sitting in the dark, reading The Perks of Being... Continue Reading →

On Being Alone or โ€œThings to Learn in Life as an Adultโ€

I have to be okay, again, with being alone. In the still quiet of darkness. I have to relearn the art of loving writing, not merely for the off chance of readership or publication, but for myself, to get out of my head all the thoughts that plague me, if for no other reason than... Continue Reading →

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