…and then suddenly all this poetry fills my head, and I write… xoxo, la. 12/30 it’s not the big things not at all like the celebrations or the milestones but the mundane the everyday when i’m washing dishes painting my toenails sitting in traffic it’s the nothing too particular the not very special the i’ve […]
when your dreams are so big they seep into the daylight, sometimes it’s hard to sleep…
Yes, yes, I’m behind. I know. But that’s my life! That’s why this haiku is dedicated to balance…
“There is a quiet kind of courage in knowing when to quit
When losing all hope is not really a loss at all
And the idea of holding on a moment longer is worse than the fear of actually failing…”
So this what it’s like to look down the barrel of a gun. I’ve always kinda wondered what what felt like, but not really…
My 7/30 national poetry month challenge: Let’s play a game.
Between my day job and my many outside jobs, ya girl has been moving non-stop… which pretty much sums up my 6/30 haiku. I’ll update everyone on my other goings ons in a later post, but for now enjoy this haiku.
Fluffy n Fit – My Journey to Becoming a Personal Trainer (the backstory) – http://wp.me/p7ij1k-84
So I am not a size 12. Nor a 10, nor a 6, nor a 4. In fact, if you take a 1 and put it in front of that 4, that’s where you’ll find me. 14. Not Macy’s or Nordstrom 14. But Fashion to Figure, Torrid 14. And that’s when I’m not moonlighting at a 16… My most vulnerable and personal blog post yet… new post is up!
So this week has been hectic. Really hectic. And I have so many things I want to write about, and I will. But since I’m starting to fall behind in my 30/30 poetry challenge, I’ll drop this haiku right fast and explain more later in another blog post.