Nan asked me “why haven’t you ever told Javans about this crush you have on him? I mean, everyone who sees you around him for ten minutes can tell that you clearly have a thing for him.” “I don’t know.” “Oh, you know…you definitely know or should I call Maggie and make her ask you … More 10 Reasons Why: Flip the chair
We lay my Grandfather to rest this Saturday. It’s two days to that final goodbye and a part of me wishes I had questions to ask or the ability to show my grief like these people expect me to. I did not know my Grandfather, not as much as I hoped to, but the bit … More Better in Time
It’s 3:15pm as I type this and a big part of me is thinking of standing in the middle of the road and yelling my rage out. The other part of me is seated in the corner sipping coffee, rolling her eyes and saying “like really? ain’t nobody got time for that.” The final piece … More The things I never say
Walking to work from the bus stop was the one thing Diana hated to do, especially if it involved light showers and morning chills. She needed to cut down costs so as to make her finances work for her till pay day. This August had been the worst month because she had moved houses and … More Tuesday: Brown
I know a thing or two about waiting. I know I don’t act like it, or make it known, but I know a thing or two about waiting. He says “You’re frustrating, I don’t know where we stand, or whether what I’ll say will make you stay or leave.” I walk away. He shouts “I’m … More Waiting
There is a certain kind of waiting where the world does not understand your inaction. What are you waiting for? What are you doing with your life? What are your plans? Where do you see yourself in five years? It’s almost as if the answer you give could slowly drain away your inactivity and suddenly … More What are you waiting for?
You came to me. I summoned you into my mind and you built a fortress when all I needed was a five minute consultation. It’s been days. You forged an alliance with my intuition, signed a treaty with my fears and sealed the bond with my hopes. Intuition kept telling me that it’s all a … More Worry