You want to know what makes me nervous? Nothing. Stretches of nothing make me nervous. The great plains with their endless horizons. A fresh journal. A blank canvas. A day with no urgent plans. A new, untarnished year. For most of my existence I pictured my life as a book that was being written as…
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Some Kind of Love
I get it. You love him. He’s your whole world. You don’t even know what you would do without him; him, with his confidence and successes and experience and smarts and level-headedness. You are, after all, flighty; overemotional at best, a bit naive; flawed, really, and so lucky that he loves you and takes care…
Of the Stars
You are made of the stuff of the stars, my dear; Of the stuff of eternity. You are born of the ages
Nightmare Skies
I have lived my worst nightmare more than once. It’s just as bad as it sounds, and not. Anticipation holds more fear; fear holds more pain, and pain more grief, than the nightmares themselves. Even nightmare skies hold stars.
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