twenty eight | year three
the days between christmas and new years are always a little strange for me – curiously anticlimactic and yet oddly anticipatory. everyone seems to breeze through the days at a hurried pace, rushing to get to the new year — there, everything will be shiny and fresh and untouched; there, we can start again, with [...]
fifteen | year three
(originially posted on december 15, 2006) i think everyone who knows me will agree that i am a very reserved person. if you disagree than you either don’t know me at all, or you know me much too well. i happen to be someone who believes that words are powerful. i don’t feel comfortable slinging [...]
twelve | year three
words = worth another read how do you sum up a relationship in words? years of falling asleep together, laughing together, building a life together — are there words enough to say what it all meant? perhaps just this: it mattered. you mattered. we mattered. no, it didn’t last forever. no, it wasn’t our happily [...]
ten | year three
are we really saying goodbye so soon? i feel like we just finished saying hello. thank you for bottles and bottles of beaujolais nouveau, and for always holding my hand, and for showing me how the dc skyline twinkles from the air force memorial. bonne chance, my friend. i saw in us so much more.
eight | year three
oh, the irony = worth another read the best things in life are always the most elusive — they are the things that we must chase, the things that push us to our limits; challenge our character; shake us to the very core of our being; and they are, ultimately, the things that define us. [...]
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