yellow grass

I suppose cliches happen for a reason.

Like they are relateable.  Like they happen time and time again.

So here I am being predictable and cliche, writing about grass being green. Usually when it is on the other side.


Once it is gone, I miss it. For years, it was watching over my shoulder…pushing me to pull me closer. And I resented it. I was fearful of it. I repeatedly held back, pushing it away. And now, all I want in the world is to hold it so tight and never let it go.

And now that it is gone I miss it. I only appreciate it now that it is gone. What a damn cliche.

“The reason that clichés become clichés is that they are the hammers and screwdrivers in the toolbox of communication.”

Terry Pratchett, Guards! Guards!


100 Things That Make Me Happy :) part 2

Part 2 in my quest to focus on the good stuff, the stuff that truly makes me happy and to ignore the bad…

#11. Reading a book that you just can’t put down

#12. People with quirks that makes them extra special 🙂

#13. Watching a movie over and over again till you know all the lines

#14. Making videos

#15. Solitude

#16. Vegetarianism

#17. Best Friends

#18. Alaska

I am seriously obsessed with Alaska. I  LOVE LOVE LOVE it. seriously, go there.

#19. Inside jokes

#20. Laughing so hard it hurts