The Strength of Black and White Handcuffs

Black and white handcuffs still my arms as I wake from my sleeplessness. I’ve woken into a categorized world and I’m no category. I’m a misnomer. This is how I feel now after living with TBI. There seems to be no place for my wild heart to roam in this chaotic world. As my fingers…

Tearing out the Seams

Twwp! Hssh! Twwp! With my surgery coming up and in my feeble house decorating mode, I had decided that I was going to make an ottoman… The seams on the curtain wiggle and tore back and forth as I patiently cut them outfit seemed almost like a curtain surgery. Sounds like there’s a joke to…

Barista, Coffee Art

Perfk, perfk, perfk, drip, drip, drip… The coffee pot spits out the rest of its long awaited delivery. Like a messenger cloaked in chocolatey brown, the coffee pot delivers, like an amazon same day delivery. Today’s brew is a little different than usual. The coffee filter nestled inside, like a has a special combination of…

Sleepless in Kansas

The train groans on as I swallow another Ibuprofen and pray for sleep. I just counseled on of my friends last night on the importance of getting enough sleep, HA see how that paid off for me! The crickets are playing the violins outside and the night is a sheet of black illuminated by constellations.

Life is Fine

A salty wash of seasoning wafted through the air as I began my evening. It had been a good day; I made bread and zuppa! Soup. As I munched a sweet potato for lunch I noticed that a hawk was perched on my deck. A hawk in Kansas and it wasn’t a jay hawk! It’s…

Fighting the Implications of my Traumatic Brain Injury

The cold vent directed above my head spews out air that once I couldn’t breathe. My almost complete recovery from my accident has been a miracle; if not an anomaly. Merriam-webster defines a traumatic brain injury as: an acquired brain injury is caused by an external force (as a blow to the head sustained in…

Working Out: How and Why I pursue Fitness

I inhaled the humid sticky air as I opened the door to a pitch black morning. It was so early the rooster down the street hadn’t announced his brazen squawk. I gingerly mounted my bike and making sure to set my MapmyRide app on. The sun greeted me as I came into my small town…

Construction of the Mind

The sand pouring churned out its noisy chords as I walked closer to the construction project. I asked the foreman if I could take pictures for an article I was writing. I did and then hurried back to my house to begin the story. Haha, good at the photo but the racket of the sand…

Rumblings of Success

My chair vibrates as the train rumbles on without me. I’m at my dining room table the only table in my house, writing pictures of where I could be. My fingers tremble across the keys as I send in applications to publications across the nation. Journalism has always been my passion. I love exploring the…

Steps towards Academic Integrity

The fields of college options are littered with privates, public, online, and on-campus. I’m swimming through the possibilities and there’s so much I barely can lift my head above water for a gasp of air. It will all be worth it in the end though I know. And I have short-term memory loss from my…

The Morning Broke: Cleaning Atrocities

This morning broke across me like an egg on a frying pan. I get up at uncanny hours of the morning, generally speaking, I can’t sleep past 7:00 but usually find myself waking around 4:56. Which is kind of a bummer since I generally find myself staying up till 11:00. I just moved into a…