The kind of person

I never thought I'd be the kind of person who makes their own granola but here I am standing over the stove keeping a careful eye on this mixture so the sugar doesn't burn becauseI don't want to mess this up. I think I burnt the sugar last time. That or using dark brown sugar [...]

Trust

I don't know if I trust myself. Is that bad? Do I need to be more sure of myself? Is that the secret? I'm skeptical. I know certain things about myself. I know I haven't always been trustworthy. I trust that I can't be trusted all the time. Can anyone be trusted like that? Do [...]

Already forgotten

Already forgotten

Learning about the death of someone you used to know is not the way anyone wants to wake up. Alas. I haven't thought about this person in years. How many lifetimes ago was that? This is a thing I'm noticing about getting old. The older I get, the more death I encounter. Is death something [...]

Words

Do words really have any value? They don't last. It's too easy to redact old ones, to take something nice and turn it gross. It turns out, all those things I said with you, to you, about you, were lies. You thought I was sincere but I never meant any of it. Words can hurt. [...]

Learning

There are some things I will never know. There is some pain I will never understand, that I can't even begin to imagine. It's hard to look at what's happening.I'm learning there are things I have not wanted to see. I don't understand how people can treat each other this way. I'm scared. I'm sad. [...]