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 […]
Where’s my prompt Of course, the one week when I am really at a loss for words to write for Mamavation Monday, there is no prompt setting me on the right track. I guess I can figure this thing out on my own. Just ignore the lack of central theme, mmmkay? I have had a really […]
We Will Never Forget I could not let the day pass without mentioning its significance to me. Ten years does not seem like a relevant measure of time when it is in reference to something like the 9/11 attacks. It seems like just yesterday for someone like me with no connections to the people who lost their lives. I […]
Getting off on the right foot One very important struggle in my quest for wellness has been my constant struggle with sleep. To say that I love to sleep is a gross understatement. I often list my bed as my single favorite place in the world. In college, I spent an entire week of poetry class writing a poem about staying […]
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 […]