It's like eating stale bread for breakfast every morning.

It's like putting your pennies in a tip jar because you don't want to hold them.

It's like sitting in between a clock and a calendar.

One
day
there
will
be
nothing
where
I
am
sitting
perhaps
soil
grass
a
new
building
or
an
entirely
different
human
being

My great-grandmother passed away this morning at the age of 106. Although it fills me with sadness, to a degree, I am relieved. If she lived one day longer, she would have had to undergo one of two possible procedures, both which held the possibility of death, due to old age and a weakening heart. A hospital is a stressful and overwhelming scene. I ( Read more... )

small hands working quickly ( Read more... )

Spring semester is always more refreshing than Fall semester. This may be due to the promise of warm weather and a summer filled with endless possibilities or the simple fact that it is an opportunity to begin again in but with knowledge that I did not possess last semester. Generally, the knowledge is regarding simple matters, like how to organize ( Read more... )

This semester is a breath of fresh air. Thankfully, I find nearly everything humorous and uplifting to some degree.

I am incredibly overwhelmed. I do not know enough to make informed decisions about my future. I don't know what to do with my life and I don't know whether or not I should be spending so much money on so much uncertainty. Everything feels a little off right now and I think that I might be slightly attached to the home-life. The back and forth is ( Read more... )

 I could talk for years, my feet and hands are the problem. 

Everyone is sick and dying everywhere right now. I heard multiple accounts of people close to me. Strange things, unexpected death, trapped in a car on fire, aging and sick, it's everywhere in everyone. It's frightening to say the least. Last night I saw the movie The Diving Bell and the Butterfly, true story, about locked-in syndrome ("the closest ( Read more... )

Let's see, uncertain still, but rather content. Everyone here, at home, is so comforting. Twenty-four hour smiling, you know, even in my sleep. I haven't enjoyed school for the last month and a half or more, so it is refreshing to be someplace I enjoy. I even enjoy working at Fleet Feet. It is strange. I should start making plans in order to ( Read more... )