Like a raft lost at sea is my heart within me Drifting, drifting away wishing I could stay But how to find the time when my schedule is so prime Filled up to the brim without a space for whim I toss and turn in the wave my soul, a simple slave For whatever lies…
Tag: Writing
Stretching My Reading Muscle
When I was young, I absolutely loved reading. Seriously, in elementary school, I went through books like water. I would read in my room, in the car, in doctor's offices, you name it. I had a book with me everywhere I went, just in case I had the chance to sift through its pages. As I…
Learning to Float During COVID-19
I haven't written a post for awhile. In fact, it's been over a year since I last updated my blog. Sure, I've dabbled here and there in a few private pieces of poetry or short stories I've quickly jotted down in my phone. Sometimes when an idea strikes you, you just can't say no. But…
The Season of Stuff
I have a confession to make. I love stuff. I am obsessed with stuff. I love shopping for stuff, trying stuff on, putting stuff in my house, buying other people stuff and rejoicing in all of the glorious stuff I have. And whenever I have a brief moment in which I am content with the stuff I…
When You Don’t Have Anything Nice to Say
Confession: I read Facebook comments. You know those viral posts that go around Facebook and have about a million different comments on them from random people? I read them. It's one of my worst habits. Everyone always says, "Never read the comments!" And for good reason. About 80-90% of the time when I do read the…