I want freckles
This is where I post what I write and pictures I like. I'm really trying to collect things that jump out at me and i wanted to have somewhere to put my ramblings and stories.
I want freckles
As always, there’s definitely something wrong with me.
Whenever I have a day at work where no one seems to hear me or listen to me I make up by not shutting up in other parts of my life. I annoy my friends and I’m invisible to everyone else.
This is what I’m feeling lately:
I seriously have a problem with my impulse shopping.
I just upgraded my ticket to main cabin select. For no apparent reason other than I’d never done it before.
Btw, it was $160. I get free alcohol, free bag check, and priority security and boarding. Which doesn’t really add up, but I’ve been wanting to fly first class for so long, and this was a halfway mark.
It might be a great flight! But most likely it was a waste of money.
I make the worst decisions.
do you remember the first time you were called annoying?
how your breath stopped short in your chest
the way the light drained from your eyes, though you knew your cheeks were ablaze
the way your throat tightened as you tried to form an argument that got lost on your tongue.
your eyes never left the floor that day.
you were 13.
you’re 20 now, and i still see the light fade from your eyes when you talk about your interests for “too long,”
apologies littering every other sentence,
words trailing off a cliff you haven’t jumped from in 7 years.
i could listen to you forever, though i know speaking for more than 3 uninterrupted minutes makes you anxious.
all i want you to know is that you deserve to be heard
for 3 minutes
for 10 minutes
for 2 hours
there will be people who cannot handle your grace, your beauty, your wisdom, your heart;
mostly because they can’t handle their own.
but you will never be
and have never been
In the air over Canada, munching on cheese and crackers, sipping champagne and watching Much Ado About Nothing.
There’s no one in the middle seat next to me and I’m nice and cozy warm.
My kinda flight.
leads to too much introspection.
I’d rather forget that I’m a heartless robot, thank you very much.