Free-writing #1

One day we won't exist anymore, ashes, memories, faded photographs, illegible handwritten notes. Are we to be remembered? Will they recall faces pulled across the table, hand squeezes in tough times, brief kisses somehow unforgettable? Whether past loves were real loves, or pretend loves, practise loves, you're now the one to make me fuzzy, dizzy, …

It’s not ok

It's not ok that I feel afraid.  It's 7pm, and I'm getting off my train. It's about 15 minutes walk from the station to my house. But it's quite dark, even so early. It's not ok that this 15 minute walk makes me wonder if I should get a taxi instead.  With no money and …

November Goals

Hey guys and gals! It feels like forever since I last posted, when in reality it's been two days. Never thought I'd feel so empty! Luckily, I do have that big thing I keep mentioning to occupy me. (Big thing being NaNoWriMo... that whole novel writing thing...the whole 50,000 words in 30 days thing, remember?) …