As I approach my 10-year high school reunion, I ruminate on the glory and derision I have for small towns. Small minds and how we cage ourselves up, unaware of all we have before us if only we ventured beyond our borders. How getting to fully know ourselves and our place amidst the vastness of ...
Sometimes this stomach is not full, no matter what I’ve eaten. This hollow pit wants a warmth not attained by what I can fill it with.
We fill ourselves on resolutions saying this is the year it will take, the year I'll mean what I say. I'll do better. But why didn’t we do better all year?
Our choices define us and create our legacy. So choose wisely. First for your own happiness, and then for your neighbor's. Choice is freedom realized.
Take comfort in your darkness, allow the not-knowing to propel your desires, send them like prayers into the starless night. The day has reached its zenith.
Darling, live well If we should die tonight, let the world know our voices rang out To sing all the words to all the songs that left their marks in our hearts
I still feel 17, so who is this adult you speak of, this adult you expect me to be? I don't remember signing up for this. I have no idea who I am or what I think anymore, and I'm tired of being weighed down by thoughts that aren't my own. They are the thoughts society has berated us with all ...