Unfiltered Thoughts

The God Lord knows it was a very trying June, it has sucked the writing juice out of me. It's not writer's block, simply the lack of a desire to write. Ironically, June's the month with the most posts on my blog. I haven't shared all of them, but they're here for your viewing pleasure. Shout out to Tau of   Tau Kelvin Writes  for getting the gears rolling for this post.  Read, comment, subscribe to his blog. The man has big dreams, it will be a ride watching him make them happen. Last week, I asked my next door neighbour "Zach" to take me out on a date, he didn't. After what I'd describe as a scolding, he said he would, he hasn't. I saw him for the first time since Sunday, yesterday. He has heading in to his place and I was coming from a  grocery shopping trip, finally bought food, adulting is hard. He smiled wide, asked about my trip and went inside. I felt warm and fuzzy for about two seconds but I was running late for work, I had less...

She looked at him laughing, sharing a joke with friends and in that moment she had an epiphany He's the kind of risk worth taking Her mind was quiet, no objections, finally,  synchronized with her heart. Still the cynic, still jaded But no longer afraid of the possibilities or heartbreak that she suspected would ensue. It doesn't matter anymore. He's the kind of guy that would make the pain worth it The words he inspires will maybe, possibly win her a Pulitzer He's the kind of regret you want to have He's the mistake worth making And on the off chance he's the one, (she still doesn't believe in happily ever afters) he's the kind of man she wants for a life partner, the only man she wouldn't mind fathering her children For the first time in her life she was at peace Her mind echoing the name her heart wisphered, his name And she knew, his was the path she'll walk forever.

When it rains, it pours. Or so the reoccurring theme of my life goes. And like all other times in my life when the devil decides to mess with me, I create a distraction, something entirely of my own making, to amuse myself... This time, I asked "Zach" my next door neighbour out on a date. Picture this: Just getting off work, i'm hungry and tired. As I approach the stairs to my flat, I see that  Zach's car is there, "Zach is home." The thing about Zach is, he is never home. He keeps odd hours, even more so then I do (that's saying a lot). So when he's home, I always say to myself "Zach is home". I've made it into a game of sorts, I smile because I've always thought he's kinda cute, the few conversations that I've had with him have led me to believe that he's not stupid. So I'm walking up the stairs, and instead of continuing I turn and knock on his door. This is completely unmeditated, I'm just going with the ...