• jinx's garden

    jinx’s garden v2.0

    Gardening without Jinx around still hurts my heart, though the gardening itself heals me. Last year was the first full summer without Jinx around to help his garden grow. The garden didn’t grow particularly well, and some might say it was the weather; but, I know it was because I…

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    stuff in my head while i’m trying to fall asleep

    Why do we have zoos? I have been to many a zoo in my lifetime. School trips. Trips with friends. Trips as a kid. Trips as an adult. And though I can recall being excited, “Yay! Going to the zoo!” I also recall feeling awkward once there, watching animals pace…

  • the anomaly that is me

    words inked into my soul

    I love tattoos. I know they aren’t for everyone. I know many people do not like them, but I do. I love being able to wear art on your body. I also believe in being 100% certain that I want something etched into my skin for the rest of my life.…

  • the anomaly that is me

    overthinking

    I wonder a lot about things. All things. Little things, big things. Things. I wonder. I ponder. I overthink. I stress, obsess, worry, and fret. It’s part of who I am. Even if I might not know who I am at all times. And even that – who am I?…

  • memories

    when the flame goes out

    I was sitting at my desk yesterday, counting down the minutes until it was time to go home, when a friend came over, in tears,  to see me. Bad news is never expected. Bad news comes out of nowhere and punches you in the gut. A mutual friend of ours, someone…

  • after the fire,  the anomaly that is me

    missing: me, myself, and I

    Sometimes a lyric deeply resonates with you. You hear it and your entire world stops. The only thing you know is, “This. This is exactly what I feel but I couldn’t put words to it.” And it’s amazing how much can change in a decade. And it’s strange what dates…

  • my muse,  the anomaly that is me

    in my head

    Sometimes you go round and round and round and round spinning over and over in your head but, why? but, why? but, why? and it’s a slippery slope from one step to another to but why…me?         why me? but        why      …

  • the anomaly that is me

    leaping and stuff

    If you look at the word “leap” long enough, it will no longer look like a word. It will look like you picked four random letters and tried tossing them together. True story. I wanted to write today because I have never posted on a leap day before. At least,…

  • my muse

    My Traditional Ode to Valentine’s Day

    He Shoots Again cupid’s arrow has done it again just like a bull’s eye it struck my heart and made me love he made me love someone i can never have oh, cupid is playing darts with his bow and arrow and my heart is the board he shoots and…

  • the anomaly that is me

    farewell to the old me – #thisis40

    So, I turned 40 last weekend. I have had lots of thoughts about this throughout the month of January, but I could never find time to write them down. I couldn’t decide if they were good thoughts, or bad thoughts. But I had many thoughts. And I know that birthdays,…

  • Beyond Books

    All Fall Down [a mini book review of sorts]

    All Fall Down by Ally Carter Grace Blakely is absolutely certain of three things: 1. She is not crazy. 2. Her mother was murdered. 3. Someday she is going to find the killer and make him pay. As certain as Grace is about these facts, nobody else believes her —…

  • the anomaly that is me

    january joy: friends

    I am not alone. This might seem like a silly statement, but it holds the weight of the the world within those words. I used to think I was alone. So alone. I could be surrounded by groups of people, yet feel nothing but alone. I thought I was invisible.…