I climbed a mountain on Thursday. Not the metaphorical kind, either. I feel elevated and actually in my own body for once. I know how my legs move and how my arms work and how my head can push itself through physical limits. For the first time in a long time I feel like I can touch things and they will move for me. Here’s … Continue reading are you into it?
When was the last time that you asked a question – a big one – that felt like a golf ball was stuck right there in your throat? God, I sound dumb asking for this I should be able to just ask for this why am I making a thing about asking for this. I recently found myself feeling guilty for telling a friend that I … Continue reading An evening in honour of asking for what you want
Loss is a short word A clipped sentence Here and there People don’t know what to say. To forget and remember ends up being the same thing Then you’re stood at the mirror Pulling faces as if to create something else How does it all fit together? Absence has a chill to it Like touching your reflection Asking yourself to come forward A … Continue reading To look yourself in the eye
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about how it feels to be alone with yourself after a big change. Something happened to me recently, you see. In fact, it had been happening for a long time and I just hadn’t found somewhere to place it all. I found myself stewing in other people’s opinions on the matter and making myself sick with it all. It … Continue reading FAQ #23: When did I last feel as free as that time I ate a four pack of donuts by myself?
I have never been good with hobbies. They feel like an itch that you can’t quite reach most of the time. I remember speaking about it once to a friend and trying to make sense of the cobbled words that came to mind but most of the time I just felt silly trying to put words to it all. They looked at me – perplexed … Continue reading Passion fruitbowls
Every so often I send out a single text. A couple of lines, usually prefaced with ‘big q:’ or ‘question of the day’. This heads out to the majority of my contacts including those I haven’t spoken to in a while. Sometimes it’s sweetly full of replies from my closest friends – clearly not bored of my queries at this point – and they tend … Continue reading Hot text: song recs for sad showers
What is it about the gentle strum of an acoustic guitar or the soft tinkle of a grand piano that welcomes feelings such as impending doom so easily? How much red velvet cake is too much? Why isn’t that cute girl sending me any pictures of tiny budgies today? It’s okay to have these big, heady questions swirling around your mind like that. Especially on … Continue reading FAQ #3278: Why do I always listen to songs about heartbreak on my birthday and feel so, so alone?