Words Fail Me

I sit here staring at this blank page of cyber-paper, trying to leach words from its milky surface, only to ultimately be denied.

Walnuts, Pineapple, Balsamic Vinegar, Citrus...

Why must I crave the foods that cause me the greatest pain?

But My Dreams, They Aren't As Empty

As dearly as I wish it were true, books cannot keep you warm at night.

Startling Inadequatenesses

When I realize that I cannot read something that I need to be able to read, I suddenly feel like I am falling out of my chair.

Just Because You Don't Want It To Be True Doesn't Make It So

The Yangtze River Dolphin may very well be extinct now because of the senseless destruction humans seem to spawn everywhere they roam and I cannot help but hope that they have secretly escaped their fate, even as I mourn their passing.

Because, This Is Totally Helpful

On the day of the highly anticipated change of OS, my hard drive died upon restarting - leaving me without my old system and with but a teasing taste of the new one.

Holding You Is Like Cupping Water

Damn you, writers of House, for making me think about things that I don't want to have to face right now...that I do not want to be real.

She's Not Chosen This Path

Observing my great aunts interacting with my grandmother gives me a peek into a possible future that I am afraid of.

I Always Try To Imagine Them As Innocent, Hopeful Children

I think that there must be some sort of compassion-removal process when you become a teacher at a community college because I refuse to believe that they were this heartless before.

I Wish Things Were Different

I don't want to miss out on the festivities but after everything, I don't know how comfortable I would be going over there.

Unwelcome Visitor

These acute bouts of depression make me worry that it might be coming back to stay.

I Was Starting At The Sky, Just Looking For A Star

I wish that I had more time.

Why Do They Hate Our Mother Earth?

At work, I always ask people if they need a bag today because I feel that it is important to conserve petroleum products whenever possible and it frustrates me to no end when healthy people demand a bag for a single item (doubly so when that sing item is a magazine that is already in a bag!).

But We Cannot Cling To The Old Dreams Anymore

I'm tired of feeling so damn alone in my own home.

It Just Wasn't Like The Old Days Anymore

I'm so afraid of losing everything that which I love that, at times, it leaves me unable to properly function until the thought passes, which makes me feel positively helpless.

For The Love Of Anything Vaguely Holy, Vagina!

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Good Morning Sunshine!

The absolute best way to wake up is by someone yelling at you about something you thought to be insignificant and because of the way they are ranting on about it makes it impossible for you to convey to them that you understand where they are coming from.

Defeatest

I'm always afraid of getting excited about something for fear of it not working out.

Time Management

How ironic is it that I took a job at a bookshop so that I could have money to buy books that I now do not have time to read because of the job that I took to buy the books in the first place?

Transient Moral Debate

As I was falling asleep last night, I thought of the entry that I wanted for the next day but as I made my best effort to commit it to memory, I knew it would be futile, if not entirely against the spirit of the blog.