Outskirts of Town

I live on the outskirts of town

that is where I choose to be.

Or, at least, I’m comfortable

with no one around me. Continue reading

The Anxiety Inside

How to begin?

I’ve always been the odd one. The one that hurried to class with her head down because walking in late and having everyone’s attention was unthinkable. Not to mention if the teacher said anything to single me out or heaven forbid, reprimand me. The girl who observed but never participated though she thought she was an active participant. The student who spent a sleepless night the night before school thinking of all the things that could go wrong. The quiet one who never spoke in school but bounced off the walls when she arrived at home. The person who blurred the line a bit much between television or movies and real life. Who knew real people were more than stereotypical characters? Typical villains are not 100% jerks and sometimes the hero of the story leads a quiet and unremarkable life. Continue reading