I am unwritten, can’t read my mind, I’m undefined I’m just beginning, the pen’s in my hand, ending unplanned Staring at the blank page before you Open up the dirty window Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find Reaching for something in the distance So close you can almost taste it […]
The Post Can’t Write Itself Do you see all of those smiles? That is the last time I have seen everyone smiling at one time. Sure, occasionally one slips through, but not since this day…the last good day, have I seen everyone cheesing like this. It was a long time before I found out there were even pictures of that […]
Shaken but not Stirred What is a journey into wellness without obstacles? I am especially gifted at attracting drama and creating obstacles, and the month of May was certainly no exception. I started out the month eyeball deep in manure and the dump truck keeps dumping more in my lap. As I swim through the mess, I am trying […]
Mom’s Birthday Letter I have been doing lots of therapeutic journaling these days, some notes even dating back to early childhood. I told my therapist last week that I noticed a trend of special memories of/with you that I was not sure I had ever shared with you. If I had shared them in years passed, then I […]
January 21, 2011
“Unwritten” – Natasha Bedingfield
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I am unwritten, can’t read my mind, I’m undefined I’m just beginning, the pen’s in my hand, ending unplanned Staring at the blank page before you Open up the dirty window Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find Reaching for something in the distance So close you can almost taste it […]