By melissaface
I’ve quit measuring things in weeks, months and years. Or at least when it comes to discussing hardships. No longer will I make New Years’ resolutions or think about how bad of an age 24 turned out to be. Bad things will always happen. There will always be break-ups, flat tires, stolen phones, alarms that [...]
By melissaface
I have so much to write, but the better part of me is more tired than ever. There are some big things coming up ahead. My grandpa asked me to take a road trip with him to visit his great-aunt in Grove, Oklahoma to interview her and write a book about the Woods family. I’m [...]
By melissaface
Dear everyone, I feel like I’m going to throw up on my shoe. Signed, Melissa
By melissaface
I’m working to get out of Houston, but while I’m at it I might as well work in Houston… again. Well, at least, I hope. My friend Denae mentioned today something about working a summer camp involving children AND animals. Exotic animals. I won’t post any moral thoughts on this situation… mainly because it sounds [...]
By melissaface
An excerpt from Don Miller’s new book, A Million Miles in a Thousand Years: After the girl I’d dated had been in Switzerland for a while and as I continued to see a counselor, I realized that for years I’d thought of love as something that would complete me, make all my troubles go away. [...]
By melissaface
I’ve decided to go ahead and start my own flow of Surya Namaskara B from day to day in the yard or at the beach until I can find a yoga studio or fitness center while I’m down here. I believe that as a spiritual being, it’s important to incorporate a practice that involves and [...]
By melissaface
Wilco – Side with the Seeds UPDATE: I did not start running. Instead I got two flat tires, one before work, one after. My 8-year-old brother walked up to the car to meet me and said, “Boy, you’ve had a bad two weeks.” You’re right, bud. And still, I’m so happy and so grateful for [...]
By melissaface
I’m having one of those days where I’m in constant conflict. A small part of me wants to try to force life into perfection and most of me wants to let it all go. I sit and meddle in torment about how I wish my life could pan and play out in a certain way, [...]
By melissaface
All our fears. More to come.