Finding real adult friends seems almost impossible.

Relationships are tough to build. They require persistence, connection, exposure and vulnerability. They require us to be more than a face and a person to hang out with - especially if our hope is to connect with someone so that we can bear our true selves. We want to be able to relate to one another on a … Continue reading Finding real adult friends seems almost impossible.


Finding myself in the nothingness.

I ponder a thought of the day I am still. Where the world I am caught in ceases to move. The irregardless lectures my mind yells at me suddenly stops. And I lie alone lost in my own motionless. My lids close firmly shut. My breathing goes deep and lasts long. And my ears hear nothing … Continue reading Finding myself in the nothingness.