Category Archives: Musings

I am 17, going on 18, and I feel like a mom. Not that I am a mom, of course, I am too young for that. But… I am a mom in spirit. I was looking through my yearbook yesterday, … Continue reading →

There was a girl that went here at the beginning of the year. She worked hard, had friends, made a statement, but when she moved, she was gone forever. She was mentioned once or twice in passing, but the transition … Continue reading →

Today was my last day of high school – toDAY, but if anything, it felt like my first… I only had two periods, and in both we had sectionals over music for a parade coming up in 12 days. I’m … Continue reading →

Is it weird to wake up not by the taste of coffee, but the smell? The aroma soothes me, coddles me, wraps me in the drops of a warm shower and promises me the perseverance to get through the day … Continue reading →

I feel protected around you: sunscreen. You make sure I’m not pale, I’m not burnt, and I don’t hurt myself. I like not having to worry about looking like a caught lobster, whose shell is nothing but irritated flesh. I … Continue reading →

You know, I chose a college the other day. A week or two ago, I finally made one of the hardest decisions of my life, when I assumed it would be the easiest. I had been waiting for that day … Continue reading →

Vanilla coke is my favorite, so when I crack open a can I can’t wow, I can’t even finish that sentence. It’s just, it’s my favorite. But as I take one sip, even two, I can feel the liquid eat … Continue reading →

Shift in perspective, perspective in shift, in perspective shift, in shift perspective, perspective in shift. what on earth am I watching? These three characters were in another show I was watching recently…why are Kelly and David and – crap what … Continue reading →

I have that funny feeling, the one I get in my brain when I think too hard. The TV is on in a useless effort to get it to ease up on the rest of my head, to kill the … Continue reading →

One day I hope my poems will be overanalyzed… Actually, scratch that, I hope all my works will be overanalyzed. I hope that one day people will read what was only a fleeting thought, and assume that my reference to … Continue reading →