proximityprose
I've been actively writing for more than fifteen years, but haven't put any sort of official effort into writing any books. I enjoy reading, listening to music that varies all over the expanse of genres. Movies are an inspiration, but I often find myself wondering if today's charas were taken from ones I've written a long while ago. It's a silly thought. I'm friendly, but quiet, an introvert, but I put that aside to do my job as Switchboard Operator. It has it's quirks. Working out who I am.
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All Things Considered in A Ways Away
I’m so tired of doing the seeking, of being the one to reach out. I’m tired of leaving myself open and available, in case someone needs me, but everyone else is so conveniently unavailable to me...
I Guess.. in A Ways Away
These past few months have been difficult to keep up with. One minute, I gained something and the next, it was gone again. An internet best friend decided to retire from the world of (silly) Rol...
The 27th Again. in A Ways Away
This will be short, because as much as I would enjoy sitting here and writing a whole mess of prose about how it has been going since my last entry? I don’t know where to start and where to stop....
Letting Go in A Ways Away
This year is quickly coming to a close. It seemed as though I blinked and it’d just started. Time is not our own and though I could go on and on about spending it the way you want to, how you wan...
Looking.. in A Ways Away
I sit here, humming to myself as if I can actually sing again. I let that talent fly short and the river grow dry because I have no self-esteem. In recent times, I’ve been thinking of learning ho...
Empty. in A Ways Away
Initially, this is not how I would have wanted to feel. I’m sure that this is not how anyone would want to feel on any given day. However, this is what is at the forefront. Undecided, lost, turmo...
Today Is The Day in A Ways Away
Well, every day is the day, if you think about it. There are things that suddenly happen without being planned and often times, without us ever really knowing that it was coming, to begin with. I...
Too Old To Feel This Young in A Ways Away
Some people say that you should just grow up, move on and get over it. The times that I’ve tried, something triggers me and I end up right back where I started again. Some people believe that tra...
In Love With No One I Know. in A Ways Away
A strange feeling, maybe a ridiculous obsession like the ones we have while we are kids, thinking about someone we like, learning about what it is to like someone who is different from you. I fee...
Why? in A Ways Away
I honestly don’t know why I can’t cry anymore. I remember when I was younger, it seemed as though all I ever did was cry, because I was angry or depressed or afraid of something. Whenever I finis...
Life is a Steel Boned Corset in A Ways Away
The hugging, squeezing, tightening, rib shifting ridiculousness is all that’s playing around in my head. I figure that I need therapy, but I’m going to need another source of income in order for ...
Maybe I'll Re-learn to Sing in A Ways Away
I used to sing when I was younger, learning the difference between singing with your chest, versus singing through your nose. Using the gut, the mind, the throat. My confidence wasn’t top-notch, ...
And Finally... in A Ways Away
Here I am, on this platform, posting what I feel I need to release. I work full time, but the madness is real. I overthink, or I don’t think enough. Stress tends to build until I shut down and di...
