I envy people who have had a best friend since kindergarten. Having moved around a lot sort of prevented me, I think, from really cementing friendships. I also recall not feeling as though I fit in with kids when I was in my elementary school years, all the way through high school really. I wasn't [...]
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Morning Musings
I'm reading the diaries of Sylvia Plath on a lake, quiet, with history and tension at my back. But for whatever reason this morning it is not stealing my peace. A flesh reminder of one of my mortal wounds does not intimidate, when previously just thoughts would torment me. I may owe this grace [...]
Musings from a Lake
I'm sitting on Lake Latonka by myself and I'm reminded of how crazy life is. If not for my Dad's job, I would have no desire to be in western Pennsylvania, and likely would have never come here. I haven't been so far north in a long time. I can't tell if the weather is [...]