“There Is Still Time”

I feel like I can’t start a post without some irksome disclaimer anymore. There’s always a backstory to the story, or a point to be made before the point to be made. Oh, well — if you are among those that continue to read these babble pages then I salute you for Continue reading ““There Is Still Time””

“I Feel Safe,” He Says

I had originally planned on writing up this post a few days earlier than this, but I feared it being too similar to the post I wrote on my wattpad page also on noises of security and feelings of warmth. But after a while’s thought, I decided that the two weren’t as similar as I thought. Continue reading ““I Feel Safe,” He Says”

A Series On Little People (pt. 2)

Before you begin reading I must express two very important lessons I learned during this event:

  1. Little tiny people can be overwhelmingly talented (I may or may not be ashamed of my lack of ability to do anything.)
  2. Sitting next to amplifiers the size of elephants is the worst thing you could ever do to your ear drums. Seriously, I don’t think I have any anymore.

Continue reading “A Series On Little People (pt. 2)”

A Series On Little People (pt. 1)

Today at school, my family and I decided to celebrate my four-year-old brother turning five-years-old (even though his actual date of birth is in June, which happens to be after the academic year is over but that’s besides the purpose of this post).

I really should be honest, because as I was making my way into his little classroom filled with little people and little things, I was Continue reading “A Series On Little People (pt. 1)”