The girl in the mirror

The girl in the mirror She’s not just you of yesterday The girl who’s insecure Who’s not all that sure Who can’t imagine what will come tomorrow The girl in the mirror She’s not just you of now The girl with the smile With a love of all things wild With a love for a…

Reasons

I kept busy, stayed buried For years and years Worked weekends, week nights The struggle, the strife Kept feeding the candlelight With nothing much left to fight Everyone else seems to measure their life in years So why do I judge mine by the days? I have always been impatient – resigned Waiting on the…

Thoughts on my first retail job

I closed the cashier drawer for the last time yesterday evening. For the last 6 months, I’ve been working part-time (although sometimes it definitely felt like full-time) at a natural foods grocery store in my hometown. I took the job back in August, when the prospect of graduate school applications and a year “off” at…

Untangling Identity: Letting go of “smart” ego

The smell of seven snickerdoodles was almost assured every time a new report card came in the mail. As a kid, my brother and I were front-row customers at our local Cheryl’s Cookies bakery on report-card day. It was family tradition. Some well-kept secret in the neighborhood had somehow reached our doorstep: For every “A”…

Under Construction: From work to worth

I’ve been playing a lot of games of solitaire recently. I enjoy everything about the game: The familiar shape and sound of the cards stacking up. The seemingly infinite ways one can win a game. The quiet meditation the game requires, concentration away from any screen. I think I’ve been drawn to the game recently…

Adventure Awaits

Palms sweat. My shoulders get too tight and my muscles start to ache. Move. I need to move. I have never been able to take my medicine and swallow my sentence without resistance. I’m like a vine that struggles to reach the sun – scales the walls flexes her leaves with every ounce of vitality…