Expectations

Admitting that I had expectations was like shining a magnifying glass somewhere deep within my gut until it caught enough light from the sun to start causing a little burn, like an ant under the glass of two kids on the summer sidewalk. I wanted to be cooler than that. Chill. I wanted to be … More Expectations

Loving Deep

What can I say? I love deep. So far I don’t think I’ve met anyone who loves me quite as much as I’ve loved them. Except maybe my mom. And one of my friends whose actions have been pretty consistent over the years. But I used to view that as a negative thing. “LOVE ME. LOVE … More Loving Deep