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Tag Archives: sadness

no ma’am, the rocks are permanent

Here’s a little upper I wrote last August: I’m starting to really think life is framed by our losses and then peppered with moments of beauty. But it’s the sadness and the sorrow that really sink in the belly like rocks dropping to the bottom of the ocean. There’s lots of room in your belly [...]

sweet sentimentality

I had a sad few hours yesterday. (Yes, this is a recurring theme with me.) My parents went home and left me here in Riverside. I couldn’t even give them a proper goodbye ’cause I had to pee so bad. But never mind that. Here’s what’s particularly painful to me these days: you can’t hold [...]