The House

I slip the key into the lock on the front door and give it a shove. The musty smell of dust and disuse accuses us as we walk through. "You take the guest room, I'll hit the kitchen." We storm in like soldiers and work for two hours straight, gloves on, the radio blasting. We... Continue Reading →

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Listening

In the past few months, I have listened to more about myself than I remember having heard in my entire life. It all started when I admitted to a friend that one of my New Year's Resolutions was to work on my pride and, instead of rushing to the aid of my ego, she said... Continue Reading →

You Before Me

The body almost blends completely into the darkness. Actually, what caught my eye was my headlights on the rim of his wheel. It was in the middle of the road. I pulled over and rushed out, nearly tripping on him curled on the ground, his leathers glinting like a black snake in the dirt. He... Continue Reading →

God’s Plan, My Plan

(This concept is also known as predestination, but that word is scary and has too many connotations, so I'm going to ask we start with a blank page.) The last time I was in a relationship, I was old enough to be thinking about marriage and young enough to know it would never work. Despite... Continue Reading →

Break ups

Every once in a while they happen. If you have allowed yourself to be vulnerable with someone, they hurt. If you loved someone, they hurt a lot.  I have broken up, over my short dance with life, with enemies, friends and boyfriends. To tell the truth, I've never been a great dancer- to practice and... Continue Reading →

Stick It Out

I’ve seen a few posts recently on “how to tell if you’re in an abusive relationship”. This moved a lot of thoughts in me, and as I’ve come to realise, they tend to explode into these blog posts. The simplest way to tell if you’re in an abusive relationship is if you feel abused. I... Continue Reading →

Relationships and Religion

Socks and shoes. Cereal and milk. Toothpaste and toothbrush (shout out to the Elizabethans who used twigs and chalk). Some things just go better together.  I was thinking about the purpose of a relationship, recently, and it's a bit of a weird question (my favourite type). While we all seem to fall into them from... Continue Reading →

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