You myoclonic jerk!
May 2, 2008
There is no feeling quite as delicious as the incredibly soothing and relaxing bliss that overcomes me just as I am slipping into the abyssal plains of dream-ville. My body relaxes, my mind clears, for the first time all day I feel at peace. I float deep down through the clear blue space and sink into a nothingness that encapsulates me like a bubble. Floating, drifting, I’m almost there…
De-constructive Panic
February 25, 2008
“There would be no one to frighten you if you refused to be afraid.”
-Mohandas K. Gandhi
I am claustrophobic. I am sure that to most of you that simply means that I am afraid of enclosed spaces. I wish it were that simple.
A more accurate description of my incarnation of this phobia might be the fear of not having an escape route. Anyone reading this who shares this terror with me understands this is the predominating feature; you feel an undeniable need to be able to get out…and quickly.
Losing My Fear of the Storm
January 28, 2008
Fear is a slinking cat I find beneath the lilacs of my mind. ~Sophie Tunnell
For a very long time I thought that love meant surrender. It was the same scenario time and time again. I would be living my happy, single existence. Content with myself, pleased with the direction I was headed.
Enter stage left; “him.”
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