Month: September 2017

  • In the meantime

    In the meantime

    Sliding. Legs open, rustling, the sound of hands on paper- what’s that noise? Clear glass enveloping minimal sounds and closing out the actual volume of outside activity. Rough. At times. Silence at times. Is anything ever silent or do we just become numb to things? Isn’t there just … a constant humming… a bit of…

  • Sometimes I get frustrated

    Sometimes I get frustrated

    I feel sorry. I feel sorry and I feel that I need to apologize. So I am sorry. I am sorry. Sorry that I feel like I have figured things out and have allowed myself to compare myself to others because of the way I think and feel. Sorry that I compare my present self…

  • Todays and tomorrows …

    Todays and tomorrows …

    Does anyone else feel scared to be here? It scares me so much sometimes to be here on this planet because it feels like there’s something to make sense of that is so great and in the meantime, the time that passes without me figuring it out, I am torturing myself. I feel like I’m…