Instant Gratification

Ok, I realize I have a terrible time waiting for what I want. Which is ridiculous because what I want and don’t want are often the same thing depending on when you ask me. Instant gratification is like a drug to me. It’s confirmation and validation that I am doing right and doing good. Without…

The Interview and Moving Forward

I had an interview today with AllBox for their campaign writing position. During the interview, I was not nervous so that’s a win. But I did not sell myself enough to make them value me. They said they’ll let me know next week of their decision. I did not want this job initially. I was adoment about…

Fluff Love

Love. I wish to have it and to feel it. So much so that I think every man I’m slightly attracted to could be the one. This tendency is nothing new. I’ve always been a day dreamer, especially when it comes to love. I’m determined to find it and to keep it, and if I don’t…

Life: Now or Later

We’re all dying. what we did yesterday, do today, will tomorrow doesn’t matter. One day humans will no longer rule the earth. Our blood, sweat, and tears have no affect on the universe and all will be forgotten eventually. Nothing will matter – the fight you had with you sister, the laughter you shared with your…

Paul Rudd and Grit

I woke up feeling crazy. Legit crazy. I’m smoking cigarettes, there’s a scratchy feeling in my throat. I’ve adopted a puppy, I’ve broken up with Luke, I’m binge eating, and I’m seemingly directionless. I feel like I am crazy… but… for the first time in my life, I don’t feel depressed when I’m in this…

My Little Jester and the Letter

Meet Jester, my four month old lab mixed with *I think* pointer. I adopted him from Unleashed pet rescue in Mission, Kansas. I had no intentions of adopting a puppy but he snagged my heart the moment he walked in slowly with his forehead leading the way and his puppy eyes looking up at Hana and…

Let it Burn

Fire therapy. Feels good to watch my self doubts go up in flames. First doubt: I made the wrong decision leaving Luke. Regret is normal to feel I want someone who passes the “Traffic Test” The Traffic Test is passed when I’m finishing up a hangout with someone and one of us is driving the…