The Learning Game

As we grow, we learn. The two usually go hand-in-hand. When you’re a child and you touch something hot, you remember that the object you touched burnt you. When you’re small and you do something wrong and you’re reprimanded, you learn that what you’ve done is wrong. And then there are plenty of things that … Continue reading

This Title is Optional

I’m back to writing. I’ve officially finished college and I’m moving forward in life. I’ve already got my big girl job and I’ve already started making solid money again, but it doesn’t feel like much has changed. I guess I had this mental idea of what graduating college would feel like and I’ve been a … Continue reading

The love of an animal

Yesterday my Dad texted me and my little brother in a group text. The first line read, “Savannah is really sick.” Savannah was my parents nearly 8-year-old black lab, border collie mix that I adopted in September, 2005. I was browsing the Atlanta Flying Disc Club’s forums and found a posting on their site about … Continue reading

For a reason

People usually originate from two schools of thought – the first in that everything happens for a reason. The second, that we make our own fate. I don’t know what I think. I don’t know what I feel. I think that sometimes I like to think that our lives are what we make of them … Continue reading

Christmas

The Christmas season is definitely upon us. There are only four days left until the fat man comes down the family chimney and brings all the good boys and girls Christmas presents. I remember mornings waking up to a Christmas tree so cluttered with Christmas presents that I didn’t even know where to start opening … Continue reading

Bahumbug

Okay, I’m a Scrooge. I’ve written this before, but what I’ve not written about is the fact that I am actually going to have a Christmas break and I may not know what to do with myself. I’ve tried to find some holiday work, but apparently those jobs fill up super fast. Who knew. So … Continue reading

School, things, procrastination…

Sometimes I think about what I’ve done – leaving work, leaving stability, leaving security – and I want to vomit. An overwhelming feeling floods my body and I feel sick and uncertain. And I think that’s largely due to the fact that I’m bored. It’s boredom. I have a lot of things to do, but … Continue reading

The Cover Up

I painted my toes this morning. I always keep them painted. It’s one of the things that most athletic women try to do because their feet are so screwed up from cleats. Like, my feet: I’m missing a toe nail on my pointer toe, left foot. You can’t tell since I paint the skin and … Continue reading

Terrified.

When I left AHOA (my old job) my office mate told me that I would survive. That I wouldn’t sink. That, even if something gave me a bump in the road, that I’d drive over it. Or if the ship I was sailing on sank, I’d float. I keep trying to reach into that memory … Continue reading