I'm going to begin using blogspot again.

I had started posting some of my writing on tumblr, but it really just felt like the wrong atmosphere.
I think that blogspot is much more appropriate.

Haiku

sunflowers divine;
an ever-lasting summer
swaying in the sun.



momentum changes,
as tides crash the endless shore
speak, sweet-cautious moon.



^muses of my sleepless mind.



Today;
SF!
mewithoutYou!
Yee!

today.

I deleted my myspace.








let the world collapse.

BikeRides!

So nice!

Yvette, Ryan and I decided to venture out upon the river bike trail today.
We rode to Old Folsom and ate at Pizzeria Classico.
It was lovely and now we are planning to go every week on a bike ride.



It's funny how I'm reverting back to the simple activities of my youth and how much I'm enjoying them.
Good time with good friends is all I need :]

Gazing in the mirror, she stood
One arm hung low, held tight on the wrist
by three fingers attached to the other.

As she gazed at her ever-changing reflection, she questioned
She wasn't sad or unwell,
but she knew from the depths of her vast, lonely heart Something was missing.

Although experience was lacking,
this girl was not naive.
Her eyes did not appear in the spotted mirror clouded by innocence.

Those empty eyes, however, were searching,
continuously grasping for that extra bit of life
she saw in those she most respected.

So for now she was trapped,
inside a dirty mirror of self doubt
and the moderate life of the suburban middle class.

Perhaps, as the eldest have always claimed,
Patience is the highest virtue.
Her eyes traveled from the large mirror to the clock on the wall.