CurlyGirl. BigWorld.

Dear World, I was in my thoughts today and I thought of HIM. Couldn't express the feelings in a way that made sense so of course you get some quick poetry.  Thanks for allowing me to purge and go about my day which is going great by the way contrary to the thoughts expressed.   Until next time... Curly Girl     I heard a song today And it reminded me of him. The first thing I wanted to do was call- To hear his baritone vibrate through my phone But conversation now seems like a distant memory I remember jokes and debates about the minor things The way his freckles always appear in the summer time. That he always knew just how to touch me. I always felt safe in his arms and believed he felt the love he professed to me. Too bad the major things that always turned out to not be so major, always made him run away. What we had was simply too intense to slow those fast feet and fearful heartbeats Now I’ve run out of things to say. I’ve run

Dear World,   I'm sure many of you have heard the old Indian tale of the Two Wolves. If you have not the story goes something like this.  An old wise man speaks to his son about the battle that goes on inside of people.  He explains that the battle is between two wolves inside of us.  The first wolf is bad having characteristics of anger, resentment, guilt, and every other negative trait.  The second wolf is good and embodies joy, peace love, truth, etc.  After thinking about the story the son asks the son which one wins to which the old man replies the one that we feed the most.    I share this tale because lately I feel like the individual with two wolves.  Not necessarily wolves battling good or bad but life pursuits. Maybe it is not even two different wolves rather one wolf with two perspectives of life.  Here is an example.  Relationships have been a recurring theme for me in 2014.  Even though this year dealt hard blows and challenges with romantic relationships a