getting over a guy in 10 days: is it really possible?

In some ways I'm proud of that chapter. I fought for love. I had poison ivy. You know, I lost, but I really fought. (Addison, Private Practice.) I knew I had to get over him so when the cute, movie-inspired idea of getting over a guy in 10 days popped into my mind, I really … Continue reading getting over a guy in 10 days: is it really possible?

living alone, here in this place. i think of you, and i’m not afraid.

Closure.  This is ultimately the one thing that people seek following a break-up.  Others may want their favorite sweatshirt back, or perhaps a hot new fling, but most who have ever gotten their heart broken in the history of broken hearts will confirm that closure is the ideal parting gift. Now I can't quite say that "Cleveland" and I have … Continue reading living alone, here in this place. i think of you, and i’m not afraid.

i’m selfish, impatient and a little insecure. i make mistakes, i am out of control and at times hard to handle.

I told him I was trouble.  (I'm really not.)  I said it to him- more than once- because I felt like I had to.  Between the words he said and the way he looked at me, I knew I had to give him every reason to walk away.  More for his sake than mine.  Actually, if we're … Continue reading i’m selfish, impatient and a little insecure. i make mistakes, i am out of control and at times hard to handle.

these last two weeks.

They say When it rains, it pours.  Now I'm not sure who 'they' are, but I'm quite certain that 'they' came up with this line to foreshadow these last two weeks in my life.  To put it best, and figuratively, it just hasn't stopped raining.  For the last fourteen days, life has thrown everything imaginable … Continue reading these last two weeks.

life is not black or white. there are always shades of gray. and those lines between right and wrong can be blurry.

(I'm back for this post, but still need to stay away just a little longer.) The good news is that I'm feeling much better.  The aftershock of the panic attack wore off sometime on Saturday afternoon and I made the decision to partake in some girls' night out adventures.  Though hesitant because of my crappy week, I had … Continue reading life is not black or white. there are always shades of gray. and those lines between right and wrong can be blurry.

capture it, remember it; but don’t hold on hoping to relive it.

So I haven't been doing too well with dates lately. (And that's putting it nicely.)  Besides knowing Max's birthday (July 11th), I promise you that I hardly remember the day of the week.  But according to the desk calendar in front of me, today is Monday, July 18th.  How did I not realize it until now? How … Continue reading capture it, remember it; but don’t hold on hoping to relive it.

it’s not always fireworks and shooting stars; sometimes it’s a simple spark within that whispers, ‘you’re on your way’.

As fireworks lit up the Chicago skyline on Monday night, I laid in my bed falling asleep to the sounds of my city as memories began flashing through my mind.  Alone in my apartment for the first time in ten nights, the booms from the finale reminded me that another Fourth of July had passed- and somehow it was … Continue reading it’s not always fireworks and shooting stars; sometimes it’s a simple spark within that whispers, ‘you’re on your way’.

and now and then I get to wonderin’…what would have happen if we never met…

Like clockwork, when I haven't been thinking about him, my first love/heartbreak, Mars, will find a way to pop into my mind.  Last night he crept into my dream, which caused me to give him a few moments of my time this morning as I struggled to wake up.  However, unlike many yesterdays that came … Continue reading and now and then I get to wonderin’…what would have happen if we never met…