A few moments ago, I watched it happen. At first, I had every intention of laughing it off. Something changed, but it's not time for that yet. It's not funny to see two homeless people fight. What they were allegedly fighting over - literally a spilled coffee... Now THAT is funny. I watched, heart racing, as... Continue Reading →
Into a Nebulous Existence
Senses numb and awareness is all my consciousness Beyond my heart's rapid throb, the world slows And I, the weak I... am subject to the will of another. The faces around me are but blurs of the unfamiliar Yet all too familiar, we all strive to the same end And we, the helpless We...... Continue Reading →
The True Function of Glasses
Sometimes, the hardest part about writing for me is feeling like a writer. I work in an office doing whatever it is I do, then I drive 45+ minutes to get home at the end of the day. Sometimes I'm too tired to want to do anything when I get there, and I usually have... Continue Reading →
She Loves Me
"She loves me... she loves me not... she loves me... she loves me not... uh oh..." and then I picked another daisy from the garden and continue, "She loves me... she loves me not... she loves me... she loves me not... SHE LOVES ME!" With the biggest grin a five-year-old is capable of, I held onto that... Continue Reading →
December Rose 