#missedwriting

[ruminationsandbrainbugs]

Flashbacks. Horrible, Life-Giving Flashbacks

I won't forget that night any time soon. The sting of stopping at the place I did one year ago to cry about how confused you made me. The visions of my favorite moments, contrasted by the abrupt shift back to reality. Every chilled snowflake that found it's destination in my skin sent another, and another, and another jolt down my spine and shiver through my being. And I enjoyed it, because you'd done just the same enough times to have desensitized me to it. Even still, every time you took my breath away was no less intense and life-changing than the last. You're my speck of snow, you're my silverline. To my outstretched arms on a cold night. You're the only thing I don't want to let go, you're the most beautiful thing that I've ever known

-Again, again, again... All I’ll ever know.

[itsmemychelle]

Hey Ya’ll

I am back .... I really have missed writing, so I thought I would reopen this blog up. My life is the same crazy life as it has always been just new characters! 

That shouldn’t surprise anyone. My current state: home owner, no roommates, just my two dogs. Love Life: Good. I had been doing a bunch of Tiktoks, but decided to give that a break for a while. I really enjoyed it when the winter was here and it wasn’t as easy to get outside. Now that the summer is here its really dang to hot to do much outside. The life of a Midwestern’er.

[whitewolfposts]

Yaaa new post on the blog #sun #happy #fun #missedwriting #post #blog (at Alberta)

[one-of-those-regular-people]

recently started to attempt to write another story. I am actually scared by how good everything in it fits.

maybe I’ll actually finish this one

[katzenlieber]

I’m Back to Blogging

A rediscovery of what I’ve been missing, and what I feel I can share, as life is a 360 degree revolving door on any given day especially now, with how life has moved on, with and without COVID and where I am at now.  #backtoblogging #lifechanging #missedwriting 

[fatherimposter]

Some guy came into my job today, with a cane. He asked for a cake as i asked the occasion in return. It was his first week back after three months in the hospital. “One piece of advice - don’t smoke,” he managed through an exasperated voice, that coming from someone who may have sucked helium for years on end. And i have to admit, the man’s forwardness made me a little uneasy, but it also got me thinking. And in that I wondered if he came in just then, knowing he would speak those words. If after his experiences, he needed to get that off his chest. It’s what everyone preaches “don’t smoke” “abstinence” “don’t drink and drive”, but who is to actually take those little “pieces of advice” seriously? The real question is, if you don’t put your body and your mind on a pedestal, who else is going to?

Another young boy came into my job today. And as he walked through the door, i noticed him immediately. Long face, droopy eyes, his mouth remained open, swaying with each step he took as a salivating pup would do.. and I couldn’t tell if there was a full head of hair beneath the hood which remained unmoved. i hesitated to stand from my chair to serve him.. something about him just wasn’t right. Then the words flew - he spoke swift but not smooth - like he had his lines rehearsed but just forgot the last one. He spoke about fundraising for the nearby hospital which helped cancer patients, and with that, was gone. I’m not sure what the significance of it was to me, and yet i’m sure it was sort of overwhelming. There are millions on millions of people, working minds and bodies, on this earth, and twice in one i encounter two solemn souls, searching to be guided or maybe already found, making there way.

And within this and within myself, I realize how completely blessed i am in all that i am and all that i can become. How privileged I am, and how I am smart enough not to abuse these privileges. I am blessed to have the people I do have around me, as I’m realizing more and more everyday. And more and more everyday, I am determined. To be wholesome, rounded, loved. To find my “bliss” because bliss is what makes you blessed. It is not necessarily a higher being or spiritual figure, but anything at all that takes you off in a daydream in the middle of your favorite tv show. Anything at all that makes your soul smile. Anything at all that makes you feel truly good. And i feel sorrow for those who deny themselves the respect and care they deserve; their bliss. Those who treat themselves like trash; those who don’t care. Those who feel their insides flourish on stimulants their hearts cannot acquire themselves, rotting them rather than rejuvenating them. I feel sorrow for those who wait a lifetime to start living. To actually erase their boundaries, break the brick walls. To start feeling and breathing in everything around you, analyzing. And to just know. Those who know not where or who they are or may be or become, but rather grow from the experiences they go through rather than die trying to achieve the ones they cannot yet reach. __________________________________ In reality, you are you’re core. Without yourself, are you much more? Without yourself, a simple flimsy body as far as the eye can see. Live yourself. Live free.