and if we forget, we’re no better than the ones who burned this memory into history

this post is spun out of 1. the fact that it was memorial/remembrance day this month, 2. i recently fell in love with the series anne with an e, and 3. it just should be said. even if i stink at saying it. here goes. *inhales* so, first off, anne with an e. it's this …

too much of a good thing

wordpress reader says i have some new posts to read. and some is like 20, 20 tabs carefully created and put up on the wide world of the internet to be read by people like me for people like me. 20 posts, 20 different kinds of content, 20 different comments to put up and 20 …

when the arts is actually the underdog in this competition of what’s important in life

so. i was in this conversation and it turned to music majors and it turned out the college of discussion let a lot of good music people go and since music doesn't pay the bills, it isn't as important. "the sciences are more important than the arts," was the sad, it-is-what-it-is reply. it's sad. not …

a short// margaret

Hospital wheelchair, hospital gown, waiting in the ER for someone to see her. She sits there, frail hands grasping a bag. The bag’s attached inside her, safely containing the blood trickling out of her, but she doesn’t know why it’s there. Not even after the 30th explanation by the helpful lady in uniform. She doesn’t …