Back of the Bus and the Need for Rest

Why do I always go to the back of the bus? Why am I comfortable here? A lot of people are. I think it may be because I’m alone and can observe everyone freely. Anything but me being observed lol. Well here I am again. In the back. Typing away. Being more consistent. You know,…

How do writers write everyday?

I guess they just start writing. Like I am now, as I’m on this RedLine train. I have another job. Yay! I got fired in October… I begged God for a break and prayed for a sign. I felt stuck there. I loved the money and the weekly pay, but I wanted to work outside….

In a Moment 

Change happens in a single moment. Let’s harness that power. 😎

Delicacies captured, Form waves of passion. In you, I see me. And now I see more.

Powerful Thinking, Powerful Thinking!

Hi, you guys! Today I did something powerful. Remember me wanting to be a better woman? If you don’t remember, here you go. Well, today I feel like I had a breakthrough, thanks to identifying my negative thought patterns. I mean I’m not acting like I’m healed, but I’m one step closer to figuring out…

Blue.

I used to hate the color blue. Made me uncomfortable and I didn’t understand it. I couldn’t feel it. Now it means more to me than a color. It’s a process. Sometimes a state of being. A feeling at times. It’s therapeutic. Calming. And I desire more. Every heart, every ocean, every word, everything. Goes…

Am I a Ruby?

I’m so fucking bored. Sometimes I just wanna jump in a lake… that’ll wake my ass up. I feel like I’m watching the same documentaries over and over, just to pass time. I feel like I drink, just to be in another reality. I smoke out of habit… What am I doing? I’m not completely…

Why Me

Abandoned. Unfinished. Tossed away. Like I’m nothing. Like I never mattered in the first place. Abandonment is a common feeling of mine. Probably the most felt negative emotion of mine. At the end of every relationship, I usually feel abandoned. I even sometimes feel abandoned by my friends. Which brings me to ask myself are…

Sophia

That little bright eyed look you gave me this morning was everything. The way you stared at my curly, honey-brown weave was so adorable! Your eyes full of curiosity. Your mommy protectively watching how I’m interacting with you. Your cute pink jacket. Pure like you. Your whittle fat ankles. I wish I was a baby…

Am I a Woman?

A woman is not a girl. A woman was a girl. There is a big difference and I have a better sense of that since I turned twenty-six years old yesterday. I’ve had a week long vacation. ( yassssss 😎) I made a commitment to be more free and open during my vacation. It worked!…

THOSE WHO ARE PERSISTENT.

Admittedly, I cannot remain steady in my ambition. I’m trying to beat this case of laziness that I’ve been fighting for, I don’t know, my whole life lol. What I’m sure it comes down to is balance, focus, and discipline. The question is “how do I maintain optimum levels of these things at least most…

Ugh!

I hate fucking up. I hate not being prepared. I hate being broke. I hate feeling irresponsible. I hate surprises. I hate that all this shit even matters to me. My brain is something I love and hate. 😫 I wish I could go inside my brain, take a huge eraser and just go away…