Photo by Teri Lain
Like the true recluse, I enjoy the morning in its darkest hours, seeing, smelling and tasting what blissful miracles it has to offer.
Like the polite, well-mannered gentlewoman, I do nothing during those night morning hours, in fear of waking and offending those who sleep walk.
“Falling is the first step to flying.” – Gravity
I was walking along the road when I came across you sprawled across the yellow line, looking up to the sky.
Your words exactly: “I feel so close to God right now, it isn’t even funny.”
My response: “Just wait ’til a car comes, then you’ll get to meet him.”
I wear my sunglasses at work,
So I can,
So I can!
Ignore you while you taaalk!
(Insert amazing vocals and air guitar solo here.)
I feel like the last two months, Ive been stuck inside a giant snowglobe…
Me: *Pounds on imaginary glass in the middle of the parking lot, like an insane mime.* “Stupid, giant snowglobe people! Stop turning my life upside down and shaking it, and let me out already!”
I hate coworkers. -.- Thats why I work alone at my day job.
… Unless it involves another writer and we’re working on a story together. Then, Im the nicest person you know! ^.^
I don’t know what’s sadder. The fact that almost all of my friends are writers, or the fact that I’m related to half of them…