children in suits

I feel like part of a generation of children with independence and self-sustaining professions. Where was the crack in the process meant to grow us all up?

Frienddumped

I got friend-dumped. Twice. For the same reason. And the worst part is, for the first time... I didn't do anything to deserve either one.

Spring

My heart is made of spring
My body fits into the season,
like a key into a lock.
Your hand and my hand, they are the only ones we need
(I've already removed the batteries from your clock)
You don't need time to determine
the age of your soul.
You just need your eyes to see
how young we make each other feel. 

Shmalentine's Day

Anyone who knows me knows I have a long, dark history with February 14th (and all festivities the day entails) and have a very low opinion of the whole holiday. One year I even sported a shirt emblazoned with the phrase, "Every time you wish someone a happy Valentine's day, God kills a kitten".  Ordinarily, I will gather all my single friends and we will hold an AntiValentine's day, where bitterness reigns and many zombie films are watched. This year however, I think I will break my glorious tradition of love-hating. I think this year I will accept the fact that just because Valentine's has been cruel to me, does not mean it hasn't been equally kind to others. I will smile rather than sneer at the couples and rejoice in the fact that someone is enjoying love, even if it is not me. Love is beautiful, friends. It can not be explained by mathematical equation or produced by artificial means. It just is, like the smell of rain or the sound of the wind in trees just is. If you have love in your life, whether it is eros, storge, phileo, or agape, treasure it and nurture it on the most loving day of the whole year.

of mice and men

Now I know why a solitary farm full of nothing but bunnies was such an irresistible fantasy. I find myself preoccupied with wild, desperate escapist fantasies. I just want, need, have to get out of here!

5x7

Who will you be when you're nobody?
When everything you've known about yourself shrinks
Until it fits into a 5x7 photograph
What used to make your heart beat
Is a song whose words you just can't remember
(Though occasionally you catch yourself humming the melody)
Your heart beats only for itself  now, a selfish child
Who at any moment may become bored and no longer wish to play your game
What will matter when senses fail?
The love you gave and sent and lived
Will become a bard that sings your story
Long after all else fades to a whisper

2012

Obligatory New Year post. How do you feel about New Year's resolutions? I am definitely a fan of intentionality. A wise friend once told me, "If you don't like something in your life, stop whining about it and change it." I love the idea of making a conscious decision and then acting on it. Some of the best things in my life have come about from that very concept. But for me, New Year's resolutions are fleeting. I make them, I break them, then tell myself I'll try again next year. I hope you'll agree with me when I say I want to make New Day's resolutions. Wake up, open my eyes, decide who and what I want to be and then be that.