Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Sunny with a high of 75

I'm ridding my life temporarily of computerized communication.
Nothing but beauty, family, friends, and love.

Saturday, February 6, 2010

Scrutinize please.
I hope you're having fun.
Your state of mind right now is certainly laughable.
Love always.
T.P.

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

May we live in infamy

Am I really free?
Has this tug of war game we've been playing for years finally ended? I have sores on my hands and too many unanswered questions.
This book as kept me as close and as far away as I needed to be. I've spun tales of hope, loneliness, and "I'll be seeing you"s, all lacking closure. Sometimes I even like going back and seeing my growth and demise. All the little missteps we've taken to bring us both to where we are now. This may be the ring on the finger to end all.
May our lives finally untwine and our sores heal.
Good luck old friend.

Thursday, January 14, 2010

Places apart

This exact time last year I remember sitting in her living room, thinking how lucky I was to have her and everyone else around. I never wanted to leave. Now I find myself counting the minutes till I can ignore it all again. It's funny how quickly things can reverse themselves.
If you only knew the things I thought, but I guess I'm too busy for you to listen.

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Finding Parker

The truth is, I know very little. I've never traveled the world, I've never experienced any major loss, and I've never really had any outstanding accomplishments. However, I know myself. I know the moments where I've been overwhelmingly happy, and the moments where I thought I couldn't keep going. I know I can recognize something truly beautiful when I see it, and I know that although I wrote the finale of my history with someone else, there's still something there that isn't quite finished. I know stress all too well, and I know what it's like to have a barrier blocking lifelong dreams that I can't seem to overcome. I recognize inspiration when it comes to me, although I've often let it pass me by. I know that there's a chance that I really may fail, and if I do it will be my own doing. I know that Tanya Parker only lives through my words, which unfortunately don't seem to make it anywhere. I guess I have a lot to learn.