I remember I would come here when I had no other place to go

I remember being here when I was alone. I imagine those who stumble upon by blog as those just walking by on the street. I’m walking down the street by myself watching you in your own worlds walk past. I imagine it snowing. And the streets are lined with light poles wrapped in bows forContinue reading “I remember I would come here when I had no other place to go”

This morning I didn’t know how to get up

There’s something in the morning that always gets us to get out of bed. I say this as I lay in mine, deciding when to start the day. These past few weeks have been a battle for me when it comes to getting things done—switching back and forth between productive motivation and bed-ridden depression. YesterdayContinue reading “This morning I didn’t know how to get up”