In a world where everyone is just sooo busy this seems to be extremely accurate... There are very few people in my life who would meet me for dinner with a couple days' notice and not cancel at the last second. There are even fewer that would drop everything to be there when I desperately need them. … Continue reading Priorities
From the moment I met you I knew it would be an impossible journey. A journey I was determined to finish even if all the time wasn't worth it. I regret that decision now, two years later and countless hours of me trying and you dragging me along in the dirt like an old toy … Continue reading An Open Letter to The guy I thought was Worth It
I've been keeping my feet under me lately. I've been working hard, keeping a level head, and going with the always tedious flow. Getting to this point is usually the easy part, but staying here can be difficult for me. I went rollerblading recently and I decided that was a good analogy for my life these … Continue reading Quitter
Some people are just not worth feeling sad over. The ones who run when you ask them to stay. The ones who are never truly there for you. The ones who, despite all the effort, can toss you away like you mean nothing. People show their true colors in desperate times. Times when their character comes … Continue reading Stand Up For Yourself
Oh the possibilities, right? Sometimes I feel as if I'm hanging on by a thread, and maybe I am. Hanging on to hope, dreams, the possibility of someday waking up and all of the time spent will be time *well* spent. That maybe things could be different. Does that make me hopeful or just plain stupid? Third, fourth, … Continue reading Second Chances
Sitting in my small square office, with a sliding glass door, three computer monitors, a picture of a window looking out onto the ocean (because I don't have a real window), a plain white shelf, a shit ton of recording equipment, and my rolly chair. I found myself staring at the ceiling, asking...how did this become … Continue reading How Did I Get Here?
It's difficult to remember that we have the ability to make our own decisions about who and what we want in our lives. There are circumstances that are uncontrollable, but for the most part we can control our happiness, our company, and ourselves. As I continue to assess my admittingly unstable yet uneventful life, I … Continue reading Choose Wisely
The more I write, the more people ask me why. I write for an emotional outlet. I publish because I can. I write for myself. When I write, I write it all for me. The ugly, the pretty, the happy, the sad, the opinionated, the trashy. It's a relief to get it all out on paper, … Continue reading Why Do I Do This To Myself?