Journal Excerpt: Telepathy

Today would be exactly three years since I quit my hospital job. Definitely over it, no regrets, I don’t even think about it much anymore… But I’m at my parents’ house right now, and it’s where I lived when I worked, and it’s where I keep all my old journals, so the aroma of old… Continue reading Journal Excerpt: Telepathy

Because it’s September.

Tonight marks two years since the night I learned I passed my licensure exams. I’ll always feel good about myself on this date. It’s the reason I’ve begun to think of early September as a time of fresh starts—and because last year, it was also in early September that I started working. But to be… Continue reading Because it’s September.

Journal Excerpt: Bones and Muscles and Skin

Re-reading anything Maggie Stiefvater triggers dark, dark thoughts. March 14th, 2015. It’s like the whole thing has been forgotten, brushed under the rug, like it somehow did not actually happen, and I am feeling a plethora of emotions I can’t even name, but primarily—I’m angry. At myself, mostly, because it’s my own fault for continually… Continue reading Journal Excerpt: Bones and Muscles and Skin