Happy NPM. Because I missed Sunday, here's a piece for Sunday, written by me: Learning, Gratitude (Hindsight) To you. The heart should never be so revealed, so unaware of where the results will land. No more waiting when the answers are usually quite clearly there. No matter if you were moved. Time to move on. …
National Poetry Month: Poème #1
It's National Poetry Month, y'all. I'll commemorate by posting a poem a day. Some will be my own work, some classics. In any case, poetry will be had. Here's the first piece: "A poem is a spider web Spun with words of wonder, Woven lace held in place By whispers made of thunder." …
storm warning.
Last night, it rained. Hard. Let me tell about the rain in Texas (rather than the rain in Spain; you're welcome). When I first moved here a whopping seven months ago--time truly flies--my friends hardly spoke about the heat. The heat didn't require discussion. I knew that the sun would be vengeful, punishing me for something …
it’s morning…
Curious about how This Square Peg energizes for the day? *Or whether she actually gets energized for the day? Read about my morning routine below... My alarm is set for 6AM. I turn it off and then sleep until 630AM. It is what it is. After the usual morning things, I hop into a scalding hot shower …
Happy Chiwetel Friday.
This is Chiwetel Ejiofor. There's not much else to say here. I love him and it's Friday. Bon weekend, mes amis...
Discoveries. (Or, Eureka, We Keep Finding Her.)
We never stop growing and learning about ourselves, do we? Below are some of the things I've realized about myself lately, because I'm all about epiphanies, epiphanies, epiphanies...anyway, read on, s'il vous plait. Discovery: I receive a special kind of joy from unsubscribing to the abundance of emails that clog my various inboxes. There's nothing like …
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rant? what rant?
You guys. When ladies change their hair, here's the thing: their faces stay the same. I can't count how many times it's happened to me. It even happened today. Meeting people that I've met before and noting their obvious confusion based on a lazy lack of recognition. But we know each other, sir/madam. We laughed. …
Dear Leonard Sotten:
My, Leonard. You seemed like such a wonderful, patient, kind man, and these are pretty important things if we're going to be married. And based on last night's sweet dream, we were. I'd love to know how we met or all the fun things we did during our courtship, or even how you proposed--I hope it …
nope. can’t do it.
When I was a senior in high school, I did something that defied all the parameters of shy girl status: I auditioned for a musical in my high school. *cue shock* Yes, your Square Peg, who enjoyed life behind the shadows, who always volunteered to be the narrator (and when she wrote her own stuff …
On Smart Cookies.
Let's celebrate this Throwback Thursday with a 'lil story/psychoanalysis/discussion/boatloadof unanswerable questions, shall we? I'll start by saying this: I'm a smart cookie. No shade or ego. I simply own my intelligence. And if you haven't done the same thing, please do. You're not walking around telling perfect strangers that you know it all. You're just …
This Square Peg. 