Sometimes I write a blog post about someone who has touched my life in a meaningful way. I often refer to these people as heroes of mediocrity. But, there’s nothing mediocre about this bitch. In fact, there’s nothing mediocre about … Continue reading
Some days I wonder how something good can be so sad. How something happy can feel so suffocating. I wonder how something beautiful can be so broken and how something big can feel so small. Dogs are kind of like … Continue reading
In truth, the lightening in the wide space above me could not take from the sky what you have taken from me. In desperation, I allowed the tears to melt through the perfect layer of paint I carefully caked onto my face to be exactly who you wanted to see every morning in my place. In disbelief, I wrapped my hands around my thumbs and beat them emphatically against the walls, as if the truth had evaded itself– or somehow left me physically bruised. With the brunt of my broken heart completely exposed, I cried out with the most desperate part of myself, in all honesty, if you must know.