When I was a sophomore in high school I finally acquired my first boyfriend. I had just transferred schools and he was cute, tall, and sweet. We ran in the same circle and I enjoyed spending time with him and his – our – friends. And they all supported us, even some of our teachers. It was fun and sweet, hugs, hand-holding, and chaste kisses (that honestly weren’t very good). However, after a month the spark we had initially faded. At least it did for me. I’ve never really been able to pinpoint why or how, but it did. So I broke up with him. In some ways, this was the best decision I could have made. In others… well, who knows how I could have done better, certainly not me.Read More
Raw wood, as opposed to… cooked wood?
Clearly I’m a little stumped by this week’s prompt. And my neighbor is playing Banana Pancakes on his guitar and its distracting me. So, while the prompt is raw wood, today you get to hear about Mr. Guitar from down the hall.Read More
Have you ever wanted time to speed up only to find it doing the opposite? Like when you really need to get to work or class, but traffic is horrible and time just seems to drag on, while at the same time passing normally? Or when you just want to go home and unload the groceries so that you can sit on the couch and veg out, but you’re stuck in the checkout line? Well, today, right now that’s me.Read More
Every day we pass judgement upon the people we hear, see, and meet. We think they must be this and they are that – this and that, of course, representing the labels we give others with no regard for who they all are. Human.Read More
Todays the last day of our annual family reunion weekend. Everyone comes; Aunt Janey and Uncle Bob from Fairhope, Alabama; Cousins Willa and Geena from San Fran; the Grans from Long Boat Key; etc. All 75+ of us spend time catching up, barbuquein’ and pot luckin’, football at the park and ice cream at the beach. But my favorite moment of all is this moment right here. The Picture moment.Read More
I’m writing this letter to you because, simply put, I miss you. But I don’t know exactly what to say. What do you say to the guy you just broke up with to preserve your sanity and health? That’s not to say you drove me crazy. It’s quite the opposite in fact.
Some people call me master. Truth is, I’m still a student. I’m no guru, no leader, no expert. Except of course on the subject of I. Most of my life has been a journey filled with discoveries about I. And the only thing that truly makes me special is that I have payed attention to the lessons I have been taught about I.Read More
“Hey, Jen. Lend me a pen.”
“What?” she scrunches up her face at me.
“Lend me a pen, I forgot mine,” I crouch down next to her desk.
“No you didn’t. I saw you using one ten minutes ago,” she scowls.
“Just do it,” I growl softly. “And keep your voice down...Read More
I’m at the park sitting on a bench next to the playground watching Kisa, my little sister, having fun with the other kids. After punching the daylights out of Patrick Steelston, our history teacher, Mr. Berk, dragged me to the principal’s office – where I was soundly reprimanded and suspended for a week.Read More
I feel my muscles stiffen and lock as my eyes lock with an icy blue pair.
"Hey," he says, fake regret lacing his single word – because he can’t seriously be regretting what he did. If he regrets it then why’d he do it?Read More
I’ve been pacing in front of Lina’s locker since I arrived at school, waiting for her to finally get here. What’s taking her so long?! She didn’t text me all weekend and I’m worried about her. I lean against her locker and sigh as I start at the mingling crowd of high schoolers. A couple of girls walk by giggling and I roll my eyes. Girls.Read More
“No I won’t.”
“Yes, you will. You can’t not. He was doing it to protect you.”
“But he lied to me,” I growl at my best friend who’s leaning on my bed doing her nails while I snack on a candy bar.Read More
I cringe wishing it hadn't come to this. I can hear her furiously storming through the school hallways to reach me. And she knows that I knew. Man, this is going to suck.Read More
Meet Simple. He is quiet and always reassuring; like a cozy blanket. He is straightforward, and unassuming. He is clear and honest. He is that best friend that always knows the solution.
Close your eyes for a moment and listen.
Listen to the world
and resist the urge to open your eyes.