and now we meet on a street, and i am blind. i cannot find the heart i gave you. sometimes what we think we really want we don’t. sometimes what we think we love we don’t.

As I sit in the bedroom of my childhood and adolescent days, I am nearly haunted by the ghosts of crushes past.  Gosh, how many boys did I go to bed thinking about in this room?  Well, if we could middle school then it may get a little tricky.  So scratch that, and let's only … Continue reading and now we meet on a street, and i am blind. i cannot find the heart i gave you. sometimes what we think we really want we don’t. sometimes what we think we love we don’t.

Advertisements

“…then she stopped thinking…only feeling.”

I thought it was a feeling.  I thought it felt like love.  But what did I know about love?  The feeling I had been so unfamiliar, completely raw and bittersweet, so I thought it was felt like love...based on what other people described it as feeling like.  I really believed that I loved him; however, I sit here … Continue reading “…then she stopped thinking…only feeling.”

hello, stranger.

Having a few hours to myself this morning before another volunteer shift (no complaints), I am watching Closer.  I haven't seen this movie in a few years, and while it may or may not be a critics' choice- even amidst the star-studded cast- I fancy it.  Even though I'm half-watching it as I work- yes, work- I am … Continue reading hello, stranger.

what if..i’m not what you think… i am?

I've been sitting on the concept for this post for the past three days.  On Friday night, at the end of a 3-hour phone call with my Libby (one of my best friends since college who currently resides in Atlanta),  I found myself immediately captivated with an unforeseen thought as our conversation led to a … Continue reading what if..i’m not what you think… i am?