Sometimes I get stuck and I don’t know what to do about it. I hold onto things I don’t need to, I fixate on things that don’t involve me, I try to fix things that I have no reason fixing, that don’t need to be fixed. I don’t know why I do this.
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I have a strange taste in music that mostly consists of showtunes and a few pop and indie songs in the mix. I listen to the radio a lot and find what music I like their, usually attaching myself to one song that I’ll listen to on repeat until I get bored with it or …
My sister and I’s birthday is on December 23rd, and while a lot of people feel bad for us for being born so close to Christmas, it’s not something that’s bothered us (and I guess it was kind of our fault, being born premature and all). Our parents were always good about treating our birthday …
I got a sewing machine for Christmas and with that a resolution for myself: that I would sew something new each month to make sure I used it and got better at sewing.
I come from a family of walkers. My dad used to be a runner and ran a few marathons before his heart condition, and my mom just liked walking. They taught my sister and I to enjoy it from a young age too, I remember being very young and going to Niagara Falls for a …
About two years ago I bought myself a tarot deck. I had thought about buying one for a long time, mostly when I was in high school and my beginning obsession with witches was beginning, but good old Catholic guilt got in the way of that. It wasn’t really until a few years ago when …
In 2017 I had a lot of weird interactions with guys. I know that was a year ago, nearly two now since it’s literally the day before 2019, but they’re memorable nonetheless, and unfortunately relevant in what seems to be an unpredictable never-ending pattern of my life.
I was drunk for the first time heading to a club with my sister and our friend. We booked a cab and headed downtown, my friend talking with the cab driver in the front while my sister sat with me in the back.
I think it was early September when I was hanging out with one of my best friends and she asked if my sister and I wanted to go on a trip to Florida with her in December. Obviously, we said yes.
Another NaNoWriMo has come and gone and somehow I did it. I wrote 51,311 words in a month, and while that’s an accomplishment I’m having trouble feeling proud of it.
Sarah O'Connor 