Springfield MO US
I’ve faced so much intense rejection over the past year that any time I feel loved, or even if someone just wants to be around me, I can’t help but get all teary-eyed.
This little corner of my website is where I collect things from the everyday goings-on in my life. It’s a chronicle, exhibit, and junk-drawer all at once. I have not had a social media profile in quite a few years now, so this part of my website fills a similiar purpose to what those places did for me in years past.
I’ve faced so much intense rejection over the past year that any time I feel loved, or even if someone just wants to be around me, I can’t help but get all teary-eyed.
Sorting through the difference between simple and easy is a constant source of stress in my life.
A man is rich in proportion to the number of things which he can afford to let alone.
I have been having conversations lately that are causing me to reflect back on my roots, or rather, the lack thereof. I find myself envious of my friends who have these rich, long histories woven into the fabric that makes them who they are.
We’re only one week into summer and I already feel overwhelmed. It’s going to be a long summer, I think.
I am treating myself to a strawberry-rhubarb blossom for breakfast this morning.
I just can’t seem to keep my brain from waking up early, early in the morning anymore. It’s a gift, a dream, a curse.