Tag Archives: time

From wildfires, wildflowers.

Everything’s been a little different since the fire. The drive back home is darker now. The trees seem angrier, defeated. Even now, when the breeze picks up it stirs around the ashes that had settled into the dirt, the ashes … Continue reading

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Me, for example.

It’s strange how people can change without even being aware of it. Take me, for example. I used to have so much more to say but now I just have so much more to think. There was never a conscious decision. … Continue reading

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Life is fleeting

I came to Ojai Valley School in the middle of my sophomore year and now I am 88 days away from graduating. Two and a half years at this school went by fast, but when I look back at the past … Continue reading

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Time

I have Depression. I can’t control it – I don’t know when it comes and makes me depressed. My depression started a couple of years ago, and I’ve noticed a pattern for when it comes. Every two months it suddenly hits … Continue reading

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Do I – I Do

Questions swirl: who am I, what am I doing, what do I plan to do? I glance at the banister beneath my hands. It has a cool and smooth texture, but I can’t help but notice that every once in … Continue reading

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This is the end

Today is Thursday, May 26th, 2016. Today is the last academic day of school. Today is the last day of my junior year. Tomorrow is the first final. One week later is graduation. Three months later, the next school year … Continue reading

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Circular.

Circular we live an eternity to see why waste the Journey Everywhere we go people will find their stresses but lose their true goal. Life is circular and people love to worry slow down. life is long.

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