http://slow.writerscafe.org/ilrumorelondra The original writings of author Ash. en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776031698 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Today is my last day of work. While feel a great sense of euphoria, I also feel a sense of anxiety. In four days I am moving to Wheeling in order to begin a new chapter in my life, known as, "College". Sure, I am excited and giddy, but I am also afraid. What if I do not succeed? What if al.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ilrumorelondra/304425/ And though with that being said, I still feel my mind working over time.I've thought a lot lately, and I've noticed that people don't take the time to notice things that were once considered wonderful. Like, the way the leaves fall, the way the sun sets, and rises. How Jane Austen could write si.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ilrumorelondra/302900/ I can't stop. I'm hooked.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ilrumorelondra/299706/ Goodness, I have not written in quite sometime, now. I've been incredibly busy with work, music activities, and preparing for college. It's hard to believe that in fifteen days I will be moving into my dorm room attempting to grow up and make something of myself. Hopefully, I can complete that task .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ilrumorelondra/298841/ Maybe things won't always be like this. Is it possible life is attempting to look up? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ilrumorelondra/293167/ My body aches from all the tossing and turning that occurred last night. After two hours of hit-and-miss calls, screaming, and tears, Cody on his own, called me back at twelve fifty-eight this morning. I will not lie, that was the longest forty-three minute phone call, I have ever had. 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You'd think I would have moved on by now, at least that is what Cody told me. He and Kristin split, which anyone could have seen that coming from a mile away. Already, he has yet another girl. In a way, I almost feel sympathy towards Kristin, seeing as she is be.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ilrumorelondra/291587/ Help...I am slowly slipping away, deeper and deeper into this abyss of heartache.Someone, anyone, or anything, please, help. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ilrumorelondra/291376/ How your day can go from amazing to total s**t. Cody and I have been talking for a good majority of the afternoon. The conversation started out alright, until he brought up his "new girl" from Red Lobster. I honestly thought I didn't care anymore, but I was oh so wrong. He likes her, that .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ilrumorelondra/291051/ My mind is numb with the dullness of my job. I just completed sticking one hundred and twenty mailing addresses onto old envelopes. Oh, fun. I have a dire need for amusement, otherwise, I am going to be in a deep slumber in a matter of minutes. Last night was rather uneventful. I took .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ilrumorelondra/291023/ When Cody left for home this summer, I thought my world was crumbling. My best friend was leaving, and I wouldn't be seeing him much. The first few weeks were rough, indeed, but this summer, I believe we have grown closer.We have seen each other only four times, yet each time is memorable. The sen.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ilrumorelondra/290848/ My bed was so lonely last night. I laid curled up in a ball, hugging my pillow, wishing it was someone else. Longing and desperation was being inhaled and exhaled with every breath I took. For some reason, I missed Cody, and all the times we laid in bed, and talked. I missed having his arms around m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ilrumorelondra/290578/ I am in the most peculiar mood. 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