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“Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.” ― William Shakespeare

Failure is “Not” an Option

October 17, 2017 Thoughts

While taking a late-night drive, a quote came to mind, “failure is not an option.” It’s quite an inspiring saying, right? Not. In truth, it’s entirely uninspiring. A specific vivid scenario tends to continually cross my mind in the final moments of feeling hopeless or powerless, to either change, or accept the situation I am in. I have never been sky diving. Although, this image pulls itself to be the leading muse of my mind trips. I begin by envisioningRead More

He’s Just a Man

September 25, 2017 Thoughts

  He’s just a man. He had to undergo a harrowing fall that left him plunging face forward upon the cement for me to recognize this. Our minds have been unfortunately misguided with a tendency to instantly put blame on a person’s heart that we know nothing about. I am going to dig into the dark side of man. I’m not the only one at fault for this. It’s everywhere, within most people’s minds, without them even knowing it on it consciousRead More

Falling, Failing, Functioning, or Fleeing

June 13, 2017 Thoughts

I‘m consciously fleeting While subconsciously fleeing to release myself of feeling free.  Just to view in plain sight- all the little stain specs splattered on the worn ground, as I fell face forward into the scorn of scattered avenue asphalt.  I only tried to offer liberty from myself? I failed at running- ended up cross skipping and tripping over the very wire I designed and created to catch the enemy within.  Here I still am. Now, Barely functioning and livingRead More

There I was- Here I am

April 27, 2017 Thoughts

There I was.  With a total stranger. Sitting in the back seat- Enclosed by an undeniable silence, not an obstinate kind, but a balanced one, in perfect quietness. I sat there watching the world past right beside me.  It was the moment I had been waiting for– yet, the moment I have been dreading.  This day started to sprout through the roots of its existence and all at once, everything began processing and progressing to reach every cell throughout myRead More

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