take me somewhere that isn't nowhere

Take me back to kindergarten- to nap times, and barbie dolls, free snacks, and no worries.

As I sit here on this time worn couch, I wish I could go back to before the outside world came flooding in, and erased any delusions I may have had about the way things might one day be.

Reality is never as good as you picture it in your head. It's never neat or framed or pretty.

I am on the border between past and present, stuck in a grey area, doomed by own incompetency to live.

I got off the train two stops too early, and now I am nowhere. Unable to run and catch up, unable to distinguish up from down, here from there, I am afraid.

I have realized that the absence of something weighs more than its presence, silence is louder than the marching band, and who you were matters more than who you want to become.

I'm alone, she told me.

I said, sister, you're preaching to the choir.

tell me something about myself

there's something about the way meeting new people makes me feel.
new friends are like the first day of school, the best hair day of your life, and obama all at the same time.

if you're reading, i want to meet you.
who knows, you might be my new best friend, love, enemy, soul sister, brother from another mother, or angel in disguise.

i'll give you a chance, if you give me one.

sometimes i'm not enough

my shoes are old and worn from walking to nowhere and back a million times.
i am lost, and i cannot remember which road leads home.

you're beautiful

you're quite lovely in the glare from the television.

hi stranger

i fail at blogging.

my apologies

time flies

pinch punch first day of the month.

school starts in 22 days.

or 23, possibly 24. i don't really keep up with these things.