Beware of What You Seek…

In a year where I have been trying to make sense of the nonsensical, this prompt from a college friend (you may find her blog here) could not have come at a better time. Whenever things seem to go array in our lives the first question we tend to grab on to is “WHY?” Why…

The Song Chronicles: Epilogue

I woke up this morning at 5 am after 4 hours of sleep. I felt manic and restless thinking about all the things I would have to get done — including this wrap up of the Song Chronicles. I knew in by documenting all that I had undergone I would be freeing myself of all…

The Song Chronicles: What Can I Say

I cannot believe it. I keep rereading Marie’s words and I feel an onslaught of tears of anger coming on. I saw Bill two weeks before… I decided to go to LCY with some friends for the first time since things ended between he and I. I had spent every other day calling an texting…

The Song Chronicles: I Was A Fool

I’m in bed, laptop propped on a pillow, transcribing an interview for a friend’s blog. I’m tempted to call Bill to come over after work, but I decide to have at least half of the interview completed before doing so. The week before saw my birthday come and go, and it felt like a time…

The Song Chronicles: Storm Coming

Bill and I are supposed to go on a date that next day, but we don’t. I wake up feeling hungover and downtrodden, but still am expecting to go out with him. Knowing that he is a late-riser, I send him a text around 2 pm, “Hey, where shall I meet you?” The message goes…

Sandwiches, White Men & Cashiers — Oh My!

The Universe must be in a sandwichy mood because it seems to be the topic du jour. I’ve spent a good portion of my day laughing and assessing the case of a woman who, by her claims, is using creative sandwich recipes to receive an engagement ring from her beau. I’ve had enough assessing the…

The Song Chronicles: Wildest Moments

We don’t talk for about three days after that night. And as much as I thought that would bother me, it doesn’t. But doubts do start to creep in, and questions I cannot answer are plaguing me. where is this going? What do you want? Are you strong enough to tell him what you want…