I feel like my soul is split in half! “Split in half.” That’s a joke; more like splintered into a thousand pieces. ‘Hurry up!’ she says. Yeah, right. That’s just what I need. If I lift a foot to hurry my pace, I feel like I’ll become uprooted by the wind and blow across...
What is it about those two play fighting that bothers me so much?
My neighbor has a burro and I love her. When I walk by, I frequently talk to her. Usually, she just stares back at me with those sweet, sad burro eyes, but sometimes she talks to me. I want to take her home with me. I wonder if she’d be missed. When they came...
She was starting to think maybe he enjoyed creating a mystery as much as she enjoyed being in it.
Playing with the scenes in my head! Memories of being taken. But why?
I’m trying to start a morning routine of staying focused on reading and writing, no outside intrusions.
Can there be other ways to love a person? Do all romantic relationships have to follow the same course?
She’s my girlfriend!
“Let’s not stand on ceremony.” she said “Just say what you want to say and get it over with.” He stood there looking down at his boots, not daring to lift his eyes to hers. He knew he wouldn’t be able to go through with it if he did. He wouldn’t be able to...
Shouldn’t I be spending my time more wisely, living in the moment, seizing the day?