Draft I've been having a difficult time trying to write anything down, I have been finding more ways to distract myself claiming that I have been opening myself up for creative thought processing. There is only so much hiking and exploration in the name of creativity till you realize that nothing is getting written down. … Continue reading Expectations and Reality
On our way to Hendersonville, NC from my hometown of Ashland, Ohio, Jordan and I took a pit stop in Merietta, Ohio. We had time to grab a bite to eat, grab coffee and stroll around for a bit. I mention Merietta, because one it's an adorable cozy town situated at the edge of the … Continue reading A short stop in Merietta, Ohio
Yesterday I was riding down from my bank to kafe merc and for a moment I couldn't remember the date. Does it really matter at this point? This time of the year always gives me time for pause. More than just the fact that the weather is slowly shifting or the leaves starting to change … Continue reading Three years
I wrote a post a year and a half ago about my very personal difficulties in my marriage stemming from sex. During those years I had vaginisum but didn't know there was a name to it, that there were/are others who had the same problem as I did. Due to the shame and lack of … Continue reading Recovering from Vaginismus
i find myself going back and forth of writing and then deleting, i start out with a letter then delete, i try to create a poem then delete. i sit back trying to figure out what it is that i feel. i search facebook looking, knowing i won't find him there. i search anyways, hoping … Continue reading searching
Draft-1/28/16 I got home earlier yesterday then everyone else it was way to quiet. I wasn't expecting it so I kept my music on my iPod and heated up my leftovers, washed a few dishes and then started eating by myself. As I sat there at the chair my thoughts crept to earlier in the … Continue reading Faith, belief, religion?
im finally starting to warm up from my walk home tonight. Tuesday's are generally a little bit longer of a shift, closing followed by poetry and pho. It's my date night for myself. Reflecting, letting the loneliness settle in until it lifts and slowly I feel something else...volunerablity. I feel the most volunerablity when I … Continue reading thoughts over pho
