The morning after I gave notice, I woke up to find an old friend lurking around my duplex.
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Unleashing Driftyland Missy
Long, brown hair lazily tied into a ponytail. She giggles, cautiously pulling the piece of fermented shark off the decorative Icelandic flag toothpick, and into her mouth.
An Imagined Encounter, The Universe vs. Melissa
I sit, staring at the bar. At nothing. I’m hearing what she’s saying. But in my mind, Annabel and I are no longer at Pomperii Pizza. It’s not a Friday, I didn’t just get my 5th tattoo.
Lemonade.
“Take one pint of water, add a half pound of sugar, the juice of eight lemons, the zest of half a lemon. Pour the water from one jug then into the other several times. Strain through a clean napkin.”
Rising Above Mediocrity
It’s Saturday, and I just got off a 9-5 waitressing shift. I’m on the phone with Tess – my ex-roommate and lovely friend. She moved to Asheville about a month ago.
“I’m willing to lose that if it means finding myself.”
Not too long ago, I admitted something I’ve been scared to admit. After tiptoeing around it,alluding to it, I finally just said it: this past fall, I struggled with depression.
“They know something you don’t know.”
Not too long ago, I heard fantastic advice. I don’t remember where, but it was that when someone is resistant or bold, it might be because – “they know something you don’t know.”
Little Bird
I want to write about something that I write about a lot. Taking risks. But I don’t want to write about it in the same way.
Tapestry
For the past few months, I’ve talked a lot about listening. Specifically, listening to God.
Excited and uncomfortable.
I’ve finalized my upcoming winter adventure. I’m excited – mostly in quiet moments, where I’m not thinking about my very trivial day to day problems. I was driving in my car this morning, and heard Of Monsters & Men on the radio – and just freaked out. It’s been two years since I’ve been to…