“you’re on your own. and you know what you know. and you are the one who’ll decide where to go.” -dr. seuss it is the strangers you meet on the road that you end up falling madly in love with. the likeminded drifters that become darling soul-friends. at least that is what my literary…
Tag: love
the push-away-good-bye.
The anticipation of a hello. The ambivalence of saying goodbye. That profound moment in time where two people connect–where your hearts collide. Upon arrival a lingering departure looms but you don’t think about it, as you haven’t made any memories yet. You unpack your bags and take a look around. Embracing the person in front…
traveling to the places to see the people that make your heart sing.
it has been one week and one day since i travelled from up over to down under. my arrival this time round was quite different from some six years ago. this time the land isn’t so much foreign as is the girl (me) landing on it. i’ve always believed that a person changes the…
yesteryear’s goodbye.
note to reader: twas the serene, authentic prose authored by bryonie wise that compelled me to write my own yesteryear goodbye. “I have learned that if you must leave a place that you have lived in and loved and where all your yesteryears are buried deep, leave it any way except a slow way,…
emotional excess.
“something is always born of excess: great art was born of great terrors, great loneliness, great inhibitions, instabilities, and it always balances them.” -anais nin anais nin continues to be a saving grace for me. her profound wisdom somewhat like a bucket of ice water splashed onto my face. her words perfectly confronting and comforting….
f*cked (and fixed) up.
i’ve been fucked up and i’ve been a fool … fix myself up and come be with you. -from ‘muchacho’s tune’ by phosphorescent is there anything more powerful than sitting in silence, your headphones acting as a blockade to the noise outside your mind (and its internal static too for that matter), when all of…
static confusion. 