When I was in college, and even after I finished college, I was always on my computer. So if I wasn't on Facebook, or Tumblr, or doing homework, I was usually writing. I didn't have to make time to blog, because I was already on my computer. Now, it's true that I am writing a …
Working in customer service has taught me that people get meaner during the holidays. I'm almost positive that I've never taken a picture with Santa. My parents didn't really teach the Santa thing. I don't remember ever really believing, but maybe I stopped before my memories began. I vaguely remember logical conversations with my dad …
Comfortable in my own discomfort You are welcome here Don't feel lost When you could be found Constantly searching Open your hand and grasp This could be intentional
I work at Starbucks. No, I'm not an advocate for Starbucks and I don't worship the siren, but I do think it's the best company I've ever worked for. They care about their employees and they care about their customers. But they're also a fairly liberal company, just like I'm a fairly liberal person. And …
I'm experiencing an increasing case of the "I don't matter"s. So much that it'd probably be easier to disappear. And I don't need people to try harder or act smarter or to learn to remember. Because it's me. And it makes me think. Maybe no one really matters. I mean, people matter to each other, …
Please stop.
I am currently sitting on my balcony, that I just swept off, for the first time since moving into this apartment seven months ago. It is November 1st and it is 82 degrees outside. Back home it's 35 and they're getting ready for the soon coming opening of the mountain for this winter season. I …
I never learned how to reach out. So everything seems inappropriate and everything becomes uncomfortable and needing anything seems like an obsession. I make mistakes. I've made them a thousand times, and it's different every time, but as I become older it's almost as if things are more and more detrimental. It's so much easier …
Trust. It's something I've talked about a lot. I've talked about moving across the country and trusting God that it's the right decision. I've talked about how scary trust is sometimes. I've probably talked about trusting people. But I was recently confronted with a realization. A close friend tried to promise something and I said …
No one tells you what it's like to lose your mother at 24 when you're across the country and are sure she isn't dying. No one tells you how to act. No one tells you what you're supposed to say. And maybe they don't know. How long until you're supposed to be okay again? Because …
