[ g.i. joe-ing ]

I'm sporadically available. sometimes here, sometimes gone, and I'm not just talking about my mental faculties. know that if I don't respond, or if you don't see posts, it's not because I've lost any love for you.. it's just because I'm not exactly working a nine to five anymore.

that being said, I've missed you all--though I must admit I've missed writing even more. (:

welcome back, self.

| write about it: week 18 |

I wrote this on the back of a tri-care envelope while standing in bed check formation waiting to get my name called. soo.. forgive its randomosity?

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She looked into the night sky and saw nothing but emptiness with pinpricks of hope. She felt the weight of the moonlight on her face and the [...]

| a red bow |

She stood in front of him, too far to touch, but too close to ignore. Her hands were wrapped tightly, oh so tightly, around a red-bowed present. She held it out to him; her eyes, her mouth, begging him to take it. Wanting him to take it. Needing him to take it. But he shut his [...]

| write about it: week 10 |

{ for kicks & giggles: my old license. that's my 16-year-old self, circa 2006. yeah, everyone has to do a double-take. }

I woke up early enough to have already hit the gym, and let me just say.. I love when I time things just right and end up at the gym during the informal senior [...]

| write about it: week 7 |

wow. week 7? I’m so committed it’s making me tear up. (: little do you know, there are actually a lot of things I do regularly on thursdays now. most of it has to do with the fact that I write in mostly the same way, in mostly the same place, mostly [...]