I remember telling a friend that I had called an ex-boyfriend to say hello. He sounded happy to hear from me and I was happy to hear his voice. His heart had to be racing; mine was as soon as we moved pass the initial, “Hi. This is PSM, did I catch you at a bad time?” The sound of his voice, his cadence, his phrasing was so familiar. Years of emotions flashed through my mind, into my heart and across my face in a ridiculous smile. My friend,...
On Your Marks, Get Set, Go!
I’ve been moving. Forward. It’s the way to move, right? But this forward movement leaves some prominent pieces in my life behind. And I’m scared. When I took the first step, I felt like I was in a 500 yard dash. “On your marks… Get set… Go!” The gun in my head went off and I jolted out into a race that I’ve not been in for a while. Single. My friends were running besides me. Parties, dinners,...
I Wish I Could Just Erase Him…
Hi!!! Where have you been?? Just kidding! I know I am the one who has been missing in action. Truth is, I’ve been traveling a bit and then I was sick for a minute. ~PAUSE~ I know some of you are saying “SO! That never stopped you before.” True. ~PLAY~ Anyway, let’s get right to it. I was just talking with a friend who was venting about a guy she slept with. They were secretly getting it on for a few weeks and without any concrete reason or...
Changes…
I’ve sat down on several occasions to write and… nothing. I’ve had little snippets of thoughts that I wanted to share, but it really wasn’t enough for a full entry. So today I searched Spotify for one of the greatest, Tracy Chapman, hit play and zoned out; desperate for inspiration. Truth is Tracy Chapman’s music—her voice and that acoustic guitar—has centered me since I was a young girl. I’ve always been an introspective person… in love with...
To The Ones I’ve Loved…
They say that true love never dies… Or maybe in time you realize that love wasn’t love at all. I’ve experienced both. Yes, I still love and care for one or two of the men I loved in my past. ~PAUSE~ And then there are those whose misfortune would make me sad and I would be hurt if I learned they experienced something bad or harmful, but love is so far removed. Like, I am surprised I ever told them I loved them. I really thought I did when I...