"My candle burns at both ends; / It will not last the night; / But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends— / It gives a lovely light!" ("First Fig" by Edna St. Vincent Millay) I will not confirm nor deny that I spent the night watching My Oxford Year, reading poetry, and watching travel… Continue reading Poetry and Dreams
Tag: Writings
Transitions
I have been hit by transitions a lot lately in my personal life and at work. It is hard sometimes, as you get older, to know that there are not too many more milestones left. I am still like a child, where I want that next phase now, but I'm not sure what happens after… Continue reading Transitions
Mine
It’s in those spaces of knowing someone. Of truly being theirs and feeling it deep down. The things they do to you because you are the one they want. You are something special to them. Special enough to spread their spit and their seed all over you. Special enough to stretch out all your holes… Continue reading Mine
I hear you
https://substack.com/@journeytosuccessclub/note/c-180967460?r=27zmo3&utm_medium=ios I wonder if it is not just because no one listens to them but no one listens to the people they write to. They want to show they hear you. They want to share a story that shows others are not alone.
Holding Back
I have been looking at an email that regularly comes through my inbox. I don't always open them, but they are cards picked for me. Today was a hint at freedom. There is something nice about that word, but at the same time, I wonder what I am being freed from. I may not like… Continue reading Holding Back
