Sometimes I think we are sent the same circumstance, over and over again, until we finally learn what we were supposed to. Like dating the wrong guy, losing a friendship, or hearing your voice crack at karaoke ( Read more... )

There's a cute boy at work ( Read more... )

Flyboy asked me to join him for sushi. It was my Friday night, I hadn't seen him in a while, and after a tough workout, all I really am craving is something light. We talked for a while, well into after all the other customer's had left the restaurant, and I was starting to realize something pretty paramount ( Read more... )

Friday night, and I walk in from work at about 7:45pm. It was an 11 hour day, but I don't think I noticed. I do a million right things and one very wrong thing, every single day. Hopefully it will weigh on the right when the review scales tip, and they'll say nice things about the effort I've put in. Because I'm still scrambling around under ( Read more... )

I suppose rescinding my voice while I completely lose myself is to be expected. I lost someone terribly important, uprooted what I called home, and climbed up one more wrung at work, all while trying to maintain some sort of semblance of self. This led to many nights with too many beers, much quiet reflection, and a few poor choices that I knew ( Read more... )

I saw his truck.

I knew it didn't make sense. I had no delusions that it might ACTUALLY be my dad, and I didn't know why, but I had to catch up to it. The blue pickup, tinted windows, speeding down the freeway. I gunned it, swerved around cars, trying to pull in behind it. It was so familiar, and I couldn't figure out why I couldn't reach it ( Read more... )

The day was full of firsts, hurts and lasts.

To document it, I took a quick photo of my "office" to share with my pals (this is the crap I have to look at every day):


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There was much dragging of feet and sweating as we made our way down the hill. I was particularly burnt out, having skipped breakfast for a protein bar, thinking no WAY would we hike twice in a short week ( Read more... )

Stomping around the mountains this morning for work, we turned a corner and the wind stopped, upping the temp 10 degrees, and further UNreminding me that it is the holiday season. It's easy not to get swept up in the "I'm alone during the holidays" musings when it feels like summer vacation every day ( Read more... )

The second Christmas ever without my family, and my first on my own ( Read more... )