September 2015 – On my mind (again?)

“Dreaming With My Eyes Wide Open”

I rarely remember my dreams; although I once was able to recall at least one the next morning. I could remember with lucidity the one or two that garnered the most feelings—I would recollect the smells, details about the sights, and more importantly how I would feel in the delusion. This morning; I awoke suddenly,Continue reading ““Dreaming With My Eyes Wide Open””

Relationships

I love my man; albeit, it has become rather foreign to me to incorporate his life into my own. We both grew up as only children, so it is expected for the two of us to feel somewhat selfish, and expect for things to go the way(s) in which we envision/plan. We seriously discuss marryingContinue reading “Relationships”