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Saturday. It has been productive thus far, since I’ve written the rough for chapter 3 of my project. It’s a challenge to write in the mindset of a woman who’s so much different than yourself. I really like where it’s going. Every little word means something in Amelia’s black and white [...]

You have to treat it with care. It’s not something I always do. A friend of mine told me today that I never come to her when I have problems. I tried to fix that aspect of myself, so I could be more trusting and feel less guilty about burdening someone, but I haven’t [...]

I was thinking about how people can still mean something to you, can still impact your life in a meaningful way even though you no longer speak to them. People can enter your life, but they can never fully exit. You still have experiences, memories, things about yourself that will always remind you of other [...]

Journeyed to the farmer’s marker in Chesterton this morning with a friend and a co-worker. I picked up some delicious produce, to-die-for tart cherry jam and a yummy-smelling cheddar bread loaf. I’m so excited to eat all of it, and it was really cheap! Yay for no pesticides! I think I really like my co-worker; [...]

I worry about people a lot. I hate when others are unhappy, struggling and otherwise down and out. Close friends, acquaintances, even co-workers, there has not been a short supply of people to think about lately. I haven’t written any fiction for myself lately either. I’m not feeling a drive. I [...]

While I haven’t been perusing for a love interest, it has been more than enjoyable just hanging out with friends this past week.  Roller coasters, fireworks, drunken board games, drunken darts.  Yelling and screaming and burning your fingers.  A PVC pipe cradled in the loving embrace of a guitar stand, weighted down with rocks in [...]

I’m naturally thin.  Because of that, I think it’s fed my love of women with curves.  Soft, almost plush.  Kickin’ hips and powerful legs, there’s just something about a woman like that. I hope that doesn’t sound shallow. I’ve fallen for many friends in my life; most of them didn’t like me that way, yet it all [...]

Trying to get more comfortable on multiple fronts, work especially. Many things to balance there, but I have a feeling it will all lie nice-like in the end… if people don’t lie. Just keep on trucking. I’m eating well, staying fit and I will be able to do a real pull-up by August. [...]

And all the anger is gone. It sounds cliche but I really do feel healed. I look back on how I was and cringe; how could I be like that? I’m glad I made it, even if we are no longer friends. Share with the world!