“The Station” Tucked away in our subconscious is an idyllic vision. We are traveling by train, out the windows, we drink in the passing scenes of children waving at a crossing, cattle grazing on a distant hillside, row upon row of corn and wheat, flatlands and valleys, mountains and rolling hillsides and city skylines. But […]
“The Station” Tucked away in our subconscious is an idyllic vision. We are traveling by train, out the windows, we drink in the passing scenes of children waving at a crossing, cattle grazing on a distant hillside, row upon row of corn and wheat, flatlands and valleys, mountains and rolling hillsides and city skylines. But
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For those of you who have noticed my absence, there’s reason behind it. For those of you who haven’t, carry on. I had every intention to share my current experience with the IAB Certification program but life has since inspired me to share my car ride with my mom, instead. Just recently, my mom and
Saying that my life has completely changed in the last year would be an understatement. Though it has changed, I’d have to say it’s changed for the better; sometimes, it just takes longer to recognize why it’s better. Every now and then, I’ll remind myself of this quote. It’s one of my favorites. It reminds
An absolute random title, I know. It’ll all make sense soon – I promise. I first came across this meme through my sissy’s twitter page (s/o to Cat) This had me laughing so hard, I cried a bit. I then proceeded to forward it to everyone I knew because my logic is if it’s funny
I’m fresh off a heartbreak. I ask that you excuse this overly dramatic post – it’s currently helping me formalize my thoughts and sort through my feelings, I do apologize if it bums you out. You have been warned. I gathered my things when he was away, sent a cowardly text and told him it’d
We’re less than 48 hours away until one of my dearest friends gets married. So extremely exciting, yes – yet so extremely nerve wracking, yes to the nth degree. Did I mention that I was the Maid of Honor? Hm, going to a wedding as a guest sounds divine right about now… this speech, putting
I’m not entirely sure how many first posts I’ve really had in my lifetime. I’d like to say my first, first post was on livejournal; or perhaps it was pre-LJ. It really could’ve been on one of the sites I built on that virtue hosting site (what was it called??) or maybe it all started
I can’t believe we’re already in our second month of 2017. Wasn’t it just yesterday that I was ubering from place to place and being coaxed into drinking Johnnie Walker Blue Label shots – just because I could? That’s how I welcomed in the New Year, for the record. That was a month ago, time