4:36 AM

Love. Indigo. Or Nothing.

Mood: Relieved to be able to write
Music: The Consequences of 
Falling - k.d. lang
Date: Wednesday, September, 1st, 2010

There are few moments in life you don't want to experience more than once, and one of those moments is gathering all the items another person has left in your space, and waiting for them to be picked up, or delivering them yourself. You cannot ignore the cracking of your fa├žade, when you're touching items that do not belong to you, to return to their owner. You can pretend a break up doesn't bother you until that moment when you're placing memories into a box marked "return to sender".
And since I can no longer ignore this moment I've been putting off, I am going to tell you how I've been spending my time since June14th, 2010.

11:17 AM

Sanctuary

Mood: Calm
Music: Lets Get Lost - Beck And Bat For Lashes
Date: Tuesday, July 6th, 2010

Disclaimer: This story and associated image are safe for work. 

I haven't posted a short story in awhile, so I felt it was time to share another.  I penned this story on Friday, July 2nd, 2010, shortly after waking up that morning. Enjoy it.

Love,
Ally.

Photo Credit: Legs in the River at Castleton; Saturday, June 26th, 2010

2:01 AM

Mea Culpa

Mood: Self-Reflection
Music: In a Sentimental Mood - John Coltrane
Date: Thursday, July 1st, 2010

There comes a point in life when you need to evaluate your path, and decide if it's in your best interest to continue on the path, or step off it and create a new path. I personally believe that without self-reflection, you are simply existing and not living.

Dear Readers, let me apologise for not writing for the past 2 months. I offer an apology, and an explanation I hope you will understand: I simply could not write. I was (and to some extent still am) going through so much change, that I couldn't process, much less write out my thoughts in the manner we've both gotten accustomed to.
I could not be my open self with you, weaving words and phrases into that seamless conversational tone with which I write. I could not be myself, and as much as it hurt me not being able to write, it hurt me more to think about filling the space with fluff....so I chose the path of silence.

9:56 AM

White Lilies

Mood: Content and Relieved
Music: I Never Told You - Colbie Caillat
Date: Thursday, April 15th, 2010

Letters to Past Lovers, the Series
Letter to my soul mate, The Final Letter
Thursday, April 15th, 2010

Dear (name deleted),
There is a thin line between love and stalking, and sometimes I wonder if either if us has crossed it. You are the only person I have ever loved, that when I think about - I know you are thinking about me. You are the only person I have loved, that when I think about, I know you will contact me.
Whenever I tell people about the connection you and I have, they look at me oddly, perhaps shake their head and give me a glazed over look that suggests they're thinking "okay dear, if you say so."