Tag Archive for ‘regrets’
#05 Independence Day (Regrets About Your Rape)
Lisa was a childhood friend of mine that I’ve known since pre-K. Despite a six-year gap where we lost touch after elementary school, she’s one of my oldest friends. We don’t talk much now, but I think of her from time to time and always feel guilty about not being there for her on the [...]
Inauguration Regrets (Why I Didn’t Go)
Chances are if you’ve asked me if I was attending the inauguration over the past few days you’ve already heard my reply, a resounding, “Hell, nah!” It’s not that I’m not excited or don’t recognize the significance of this moment, I’m just not too big on crowds. For that reason, I’ve never been to Freaknik, [...]
Sometimes I Forget (The Power of My Words)
Sometimes I forget the power of my own words. Sometimes I forget that when I form these sentences into a story based on real life events and publicly post them here that they can evoke emotions—and not always the ones I intended. Sometimes I forget that the “characters” I create are attached to real people [...]
Evening Epilogue: I’m Just Going to Write
I’m just going to write… I’m not sure where I’m going with it, this is a freestyle. It’s 2:43 am and I have a lot of thoughts on my mind that I just need to get out. So I’m just going to write… This has been a tough week. Real emotional. Real hectic. Real _____. [...]
Requiem For a One-Night Stand, Pt. 1 of 2
I’ve been thinking about Karen for a while now. I just didn’t like how things ended between us. Yeah, we still communicated through IM every once in a while but I was sure she thought badly of me. If she didn’t, I surely thought badly of how I mishandled the situation. I was totally in [...]
Evening Epilogue Day 8 (Soldier of Fortune) 24/90
Good evening, Today was an interesting day. Having to go in to work later than usual I got time to stay home much of the morning. Working from home is always more peaceful. You move at your own pace and no one is breathing down your back. You just get to move freely through your [...]
