Someone told me the other day that I was the perfect student. A careless comment, dropped by someone who meant well, who is confident in my perceived brilliance. Brilliant would be the last word I would use. Someone who is brilliant is not naive, at the bottom or inexperienced in their subject of study. I…
Tag: reflections
I’m free, I’m unchained
Forgiveness isn’t a comfortable place. It’s really hard to tell someone that things “will be okay”. It’s like saying, “hey, you’ll feel better eventually, get over it”. It’s so much easier to sympathize, to agree that the other person was in the wrong, to dig the hole deeper and deeper around ourselves. What is forgiveness,…
Something Pretty
I was skyping my best friend last night - she had called while I was reading an English assignment at some insane evening hour and we proceeded to spend the next hour and a half laughing and acting like we weren't actually grown ups. You can do that with your best friend, you know. She…
Musings of Seventeen
I'm sitting on my bed, wearing a white skirt, staring into the computer screen. I should be working my sociology readings, but I'm extraordinarily lazy and would rather not. (Oh to have a photographic memory...) "I knew you were trouble when you walked in..." is playing in my head and in my earbuds. (That song…
Farmgirl Writes 