September 13, 2014 at 2:34pm
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WIP. 
Sometimes we hold ourselves back from what could be next. Sometimes other factors do. And sometimes when we open our eyes, our selves, there’s nothing there waiting. But perhaps the absence of substance is the presence of possibility.

WIP.
Sometimes we hold ourselves back from what could be next. Sometimes other factors do. And sometimes when we open our eyes, our selves, there’s nothing there waiting. But perhaps the absence of substance is the presence of possibility.

February 19, 2014 at 6:49pm
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Some of the best moments are absurdly normal.

January 9, 2014 at 9:22pm
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The original is one of my favorite songs. This doesn’t suck either.

September 22, 2013 at 3:41pm
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September 8, 2013 at 5:23pm
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WIP what-ifs and better-nots

WIP what-ifs and better-nots

September 1, 2013 at 4:37pm
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Is it funny that my job is to organize content and I can’t organize the contents of my life?

August 19, 2013 at 10:09pm
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WIP, those legs are a mess

WIP, those legs are a mess

7:01pm
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Today.

On my commute home, I sometimes think “today has been a good day”. But today has not been a good day, it has just been a day. Nothing extraordinary happened and nothing detrimental.  It was a 5 on the 1-10 scale. Or a Meets Expectations in Kindergarten standards. Maybe even Satisfactory because I am satisfied with today, I would choose to experience it again.

August 15, 2013 at 9:58pm
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six month review

I have a hard time taking a compliment. It’s not about being humble or fishing for more reassurance, either. It’s about not believing there is truth behind the compliment if I don’t believe it myself. And not believing anything I do is that extraordinarily different from what anyone else does.

9:23pm
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