until one is committed

Printed on a folded sheet of line-less paper, tucked in various scribbled-in notebooks with aimless musings over the years, these words carried me through every commitment thus far, and reminded me why some things did not work out. — Until one is committed, there is hesitancy, the chance to draw back, always ineffectiveness. Concerning all […]

tears

“Sometimes when she told stories about the past her eyes would get teary from all the memories she had, but they weren’t tears. She wasn’t crying. They were just the memories, leaking out.” Ruth Ozeki