Another year, another booster, Another reminder to stay healthy. Three years into this pandemic, And things are forever changed. People continue to wear masks Below their noses and coughing, Annoys me to no end. I don’t say anything, but internally I am judging. I don’t care If you don’t wear a mask, I don’t usuallyContinue reading “Weird Balance”
Category Archives: Writing
Don’t Give Up
Yesterday, I published an essay on Medium about the creative process of making my short film, Torn-Between. It’s been 5 years since I published it on YouTube. What a crazy 5 years it’s been. It’s surreal to look back on now. In a way, I am amazed I was able to make it. Honestly, thereContinue reading “Don’t Give Up”
Observations at a Bar One Night in December
I sit at the bar in-between a young couple drinking wine and eating chilly and an older couple staring at the menu for fifteen minutes no drinks in front of them for a second I wonder if I should get a glass of red wine I see bottles to the right on the top shelfContinue reading “Observations at a Bar One Night in December”
All I Know
my breathing has changed over the years I breathe from my belly instead of my chest trying to fill my scarred airways with the opportunity to open up no matter the difficulty a little struggle with air I don’t know anything differently these days I am grateful air flows without blockage every time I hearContinue reading “All I Know”
murphy’s law
murphy’s law, a man whispered to himself as he walked away from me nothing went wrong, not really. it’s only how he perceived his small error to be this moment sticks with me, playing in my mind at random times over a couple of days. what was predicted to go wrong went wrong, now whereContinue reading “murphy’s law”
this time of year
I try to remember to breathe not to let these moments slip past me. Not overeating at dinner because I know the leftovers will be just as good if not better. Having memorable conversations, remembering that everyone is going through their own things and feelings are valid, including my own. The older I get, theContinue reading “this time of year”
dentist ptsd
I ground myself in the chair pushing the thoughts out of my mind as best I can knowing they’re forever ingrained in my body I shake I cry communication makes me feel safe communication makes me laugh I don’t always have to live in the past the present can be a little joyful mostly bearableContinue reading “dentist ptsd”
misty rain on saturday
When you enter a place of stillness, you awaken the divinity within you. Peggy Sealfon hiding from the chill of early september under the pile of blankets in my bed fuzzy socks on my cold feet I reread a book I first read in college misty rain on saturday cozy day inside my body isContinue reading “misty rain on saturday”
thoughts of now
August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time. Sylvia Plath smell of fresh rain sound of fans turning late afternoon naps sweaters and tea first thing in the morning dogs going crazy all the time drives with scenic views hips hurting from standing oneContinue reading “thoughts of now”
10:23 pm
my window is closed I can hear the cicadas chirping loudly tonight drowning out the usual quiet of august evenings, the rain this afternoon startled the whole house the dog ran from the bathroom to the closet nonstop for thirty minutes like a spy trying to hide darting from one dark space to the other,Continue reading “10:23 pm”
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