Writing Break

This came to me today and wanted to share. Not for nothing,  I do not give permission to use my writing without proper recognition of me as author, EVER. Just appreciate and enjoy "Blurred Perception."

I like to look at myself naked in the mirror

While standing in the shower

With my glasses off

And give myself a roaring round of applause.

I like to look at you naked in my bed

While in your embrace and looking in your eyes

With my glasses off

And reciprocate your look of love…

In both cases, I’m ignoring the uncomfortable details.

Fooling myself.

 © 2011.  LDS

Turkey Day in TN...Just What Truth Needed!

Yes, a pause in reality is actually what the doctor ordered for me. Several days away from deadlines, deadbeats, obligations, and irritation has given me a renewed sense of energy... and fear. Truth is...Truth don't wanna go home. I think this holiday break broke me from having to feel that I need to adhere to the insane, mundane, yet erratic work/personal life that is (no longer filled with too little time for anything "personal") expanding into other areas of my life. Ah, to be able to live from one Vh1 Soul segment to another with no worries...

So, today is my last full day away from the workhouse and other pressing obligations both directly and indirectly concerning my job.  I made a pledge to myself that I would do nothing related to work while I way away, with the inclusion of email checking (which is extremely hard since they come to my phone), but I can proudly say that I have accomplished just that...until last night.  Lying in bed with nothing particular in mind, I settled on deadlines and To-Do lists not To-Done. I almost had a panic attack as I mentally threatened my myself to think of something else or else...It was a close one, kiddies, but it gave me a peek into what my life has become. Something must be done. Pronto....


In other news, I'm getting the urge to once again create: write, sing, paint, draw, become deeply involved with myself once again. It seems that I have detached that part of myself from myself the more hectic my life has become. Now, I'm almost screaming from creative outlet (I actually found myself freestyling on the phone to "him" at 3:00am during the holidays...and I still got it)! I like this bravado my creativity has to push through no matter how hard I fight against it. I need it. It saves me...

Until next time...

The Truth Just Got Real.... in 3rd Person

Soooooo.....As much as she would like to take this time to sit here and once again apologize for her tardiness of the fingertips as it relates to this blog...she doesn't have that kind of time (like forreal)...Moving onward and upward to other things (dramatic transition), It seems that Truth  is in a predicatment of sorts. Let's briefly  recap...


So about 7 or 8 years ago, Truth was attending a community college not far from home. She enjoyed herself, made excellent grades, had a supportive circle of friends, life was good.. It only got better after she met "him."  Good ol' understanding, funny yet sensitive, emotionallly scarred "him" (setting you up for the fail here, kiddies) was by all standards a good guy with a bruised heart who didn't mind being friends, hanging out, coming to holiday meals with the family, going out on dates, etc. etc. One thing he did mind, however, was commitment...So, you can only guess how this turned out, right? Right....

Now fast forward to present day....

Truth and "him" have the opportunity to meet up 8 years and even more horrible romances later and find that time seemed to have healed some wounds and just patched up others.  The once naive, starry-eyed romantic Truth is now one who is very, very cautious with her heart. Mr. "him," once Mr. "I-got-all-the-feelings-for-you-but-I'm-too-wounded-from-my-past-relationships-so-I will-just-kick-it-with-you-and-her-and-her-and-her...," is now very different and positive about all things romance.

What has happened? Like forreal?

Stay tuned....

Excuse Me As I Change Hats

Mercy, mercy ME! It has been a heck of a whirlwind since my last post.  Soooo....let's get right to it. You are now reading the eccentric (and slightly disjointed) thoughts of a recently promoted professional employee which basically means....nothing. Especially since I have yet to have an office or computer.  I do, however, have benefits, so yippee for me!  (Argh!!! Job aches and pains to come later, I promise)
Along with this new profession that includes coordinating a newly formed business of sorts, meeting awesome (and not so awesome) people, traveling across the country, and creating and implementing policies, I also advise an active chapter of a nationally-recognized sorority. 

Not a big deal really. Who doesn't mind working two full-time jobs and only getting paid for one?! (Okay, if you are not catching it, this is what is known as smug sarcasm. Embrace it. More is coming from me in later posts). Working an 8-5 and meeting with them from 5-10 (sometimes later) is, at best, an interesting and challenging feat.  What to do? What to do? The answer is simple: both. I have no choice right now, kiddies. They need me and I need a career path. I am working on finding and adjusting the balance levels of my life, but I can't help but be thankful that I have no real relationship or kids (to the dismay of some family members) to squeeze into this equation of madness and sleep deprivation.  I fear I may not have a man at all but will have a child that will be alarmingly self-sustaining due to necessity ("Excuse me, Ms. Truth, but you seem to have forgotten to pick your child up from school...AGAIN. This is, afterall, the 12th time this month.") Soooo....pray for me...I'm tired just thinking about it.


Until next time...

Lights, Camera, Action!

Okay, I know what you have been thinking...Truth, where the heck have you been?  We miss your speedy and humorous banter about aspects of you quirky, yet ordinary life!!!

I know, I know, but fear not (yes, I come equipped with the slow dramatics)! I have returned!

I've been taking a little time for myself (as 2010 was wrapping up) to immerse myself in the conflicting emotions I have been putting off this previous year.  Yes, it has taken some time, but TRUST ME when I say scheduling a much-needed mental sabbatical/breakdown/non-nicotine smoke break is very helpful.  There are things that happened this year that will forever change how I view life, work, and people, in general, but I feel that it was needed for me to come full circle with who I am and who I wish to be professionally.  I have a new outlook, new career path, and deeper belief in myself and the small circle of support that has been steadily catching my fall this previous year.

So as I try on this razzy, snazzy garment known as 2011, let it be known that I am not one of those "It's-the-new-year-so-I-HAVE-to-adopt-a-positive-attitude-for-fear-of-months-of-bad-luck" people.  I'm actually, genuinely, hopelessly, wonderfully...happy with myself...

Yep! I like the feel of this 2011 against my skin!