Right now, the biggest problem with the road I’m on is that I am having a difficult time transitioning from the road I had been traveling. I took some wrong turns, and that smoothly paved freeway turned into gravel. But the thing is, even gravel roads are fun.
Sometimes we make decisions without really considering the larger impact. Sometimes we know the extended consequences.
Let’s be honest. Everybody has their bad days. We all have those days when somebody is being a jerk to us at work, those drivers are idiots, that item is sold out, the device isn’t working. We all have those days where we just want to…
My dreams have not been good of late. It’s just kind of a bad time of year for me, filled with bad memories and, this year being the first that I’m not teaching, regret and loss. But honestly, dreams have always fascinated me.
I enjoyed periodically catching a whiff of the perfume as I came home, or woke up, or just happened to notice it when I was in the living room (perhaps the air kicked on causing a temporary boost in the airborne concentration). It might sound desperate, but in a way, I kind of felt like maybe I was not living alone after all.
It’s very small, and against their advice, when I say “hidden”, it is actually tattooed onto the webbing skin between my thumb and hand.
Starting new chapters in life is not always bad. In fact, they almost always have the potential to be either good or bad, depending on how you approach them and what you choose to make of them, but they are almost always frightening.
Whatever your languages for expressing and recognizing love, it’s good to realize what they are. What language do you most frequently speak? What language means the most to you? Most importantly, are you getting the language you need from your partner? If not, it’s a great topic of conversation. Find the appropriate languages, practice them, and you’ll feel happier and more ful
It was a dream of teaching, and while I used to dream about it, they have turned into nightmares. I’ve suffered a lot of loss in my life, but I think that this loss has hit me as hard as anything else.
I walked on to my old locker. No, I didn’t open it. I couldn’t have if I wanted to, the combination has long left my memory. And yet, it was there that I had a wave of sadness flow over me.