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I like to start my day early giving myself time to ease in to being awake. The transition from sleep to wake has always been a difficult one for me. My bed is so warm – my dogs gathered around me. Their little bodies turned into furry space heaters. Sleep is a welcome break from
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My two favorite things in this life. Dogs really do deserve to live forever. We are not worthy of their unconditional love and yet, they give it day in and day out. It doesn’t matter your mood, what you look like, who you are- their love knows no limits. You are their everything. Their whole
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After my post about taking up space, this may seem counterintuitive. But, I don’t mean the kind of invisible in the sense that I don’t exist. More like a fly on the wall. People have always fascinated me since I was young. All made up of the same core hardware and yet every single one
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I tend to see the good in peoplemy brain is proficient at turning bad behaviorinto excuses “They must have meant this” or“Obviously they care about me because….” or my favorite“They must just be going through their own thing” excuses that slowly eat me aliveI re-create narrativesof who they are as humansensuring to erase any negative
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My favorite kind of weather are those brief periods between seasons. Those fleeting shifts… of temperature, of the sun, of the seasonsof the mind.Each glorious transformation of the weather reworks us- nature pushing us to metamorphosis. In particular the switch from winter to spring is one of my favorites.As the sleepy, cold winter melts into
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I stand in the dewy grass, blades tickling my feetinhaling deeply; the morning air fills my lungsBirds sing the song of SpringTheir tranquil chirping soothing the chattering in my brainThe sun peeks above the horizon A surge of fire; it’s rays long arms reaching across the mosaic of pinks and orangesintermingling with the blue canvas
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I watched the tide nip at the sandThe waves swashed and ebbedmoving forward in grand, crashing thruststhen pulled violently backagain and againA rhythmic pattern; an aggressive lullabyEach pull stealing pieces of the sandintertwiningmolecules floating into the vastnessFurther out the water is steady, cleartinted by the blue of the summer skyshimmering like scattered glass under the
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“Don’t let this darkness fool youAll lights turned off can be turned on” -Noah Kahan; Call Your Mom I’ve dreamed for years of having this lyric embroidered on my forearm. There to remind me every day that there are so many reasons to stay. Sometimes, when you’re drowning in all of that darkness you need
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Life never fails to make me laugh; even if you have your feet planted firmly even if you thought you had a plan Life is going to swoop in and do it’s thing Grabbing you by the backtalons dug in tightpushing and pulling forcing you to submitpressuring you to switch pathsWe like to pretend,play like
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K.J Stafford 