http://slow.writerscafe.org/WanderlustJane The original writings of author WanderingJane en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776105082 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 More of a letter to those who doubt me http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WanderlustJane/1891185/ This is a very deep and true story about myself. It may be hard to read, but it is apart of my morning process.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WanderlustJane/1877011/ I know I swore to you I'd be okaybut okay doesn't always mean something goodSometimes okay is just taking a breathgetting through to the next momentmaking it all dayand somehow getting some rest that nightI know I swore to you you'd be okayplease know that okay doesn't always mean happySometime.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WanderlustJane/1876980/ When I look backI see a blurloud laughs in a crowded hallwayquiet whispers in a classroomlate nights in a bedroomTonight I look closerfinal memories being photographedinside jokes being passedfreak outs turn to laughsI use to hate these days8 hours in a classforced to stick aroundearly mornings 5 da.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WanderlustJane/1872708/ One has a baby and a husbandbut they aren't together anymoreOne has nearly killed herselfand already left schoolTwo just changed their majorsbecause grades just weren't cutting itHere I amSingle and saying I'm loving itquestioning all that I've done wrongstuttering at every stepWe all just want to b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WanderlustJane/1872699/ Possible portion of a book..? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WanderlustJane/1872685/ That moment right before you fall asleepThat momentAll your worries turn to nothingAll your stress turns to nothingAll you problems turn to nothingIn that momentwhen everything just fades away into your mindyour heart and breathing slowsand your thoughts disappearNowNothing else mattersAll you&rsquo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WanderlustJane/1872684/ I don’t remember a lot, but I do remember himI like to remember the real himnot the him he becameI hope to remember the grandpa who tied my snow boots who got up in the middle of the night for meand who put movies in for meThe grandpa who let me play with his blood-pressure pumpwho let me dest.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WanderlustJane/1872683/ I don't remember growing olderYesterday there was usSnuggling in the coldSitting on the back steps in your armsSharing a first kiss outside the doorButEverything is changing while the day sky stays blueI don’t remember growing olderYesterday, I was in love with youYesterday you sent me that te.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WanderlustJane/1868524/ When she woke up from her comaeverything had changedbut it was not a coma, not reallynot in the typical sceneShe was raised in a different realityone where she was told to pleaseto muffle her personal desiresOne day something clickedshe woke up from the comamaybe it was because of her life long depr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WanderlustJane/1864792/ Running away isn't nearly as easy as they sayI've been stuck here my whole lifeAt first I was convinced it was a good thingThey tricked me...Now I'm ready to gothey it is simply, just gobut moneyfamilythe only life I've ever knownThe more time that goes bythe more I don't carenot if these are the sa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WanderlustJane/1864790/ Everyone told her, "Don't stray off the path"but they did not understandhowever, she was a good girlTaught to pleaseShe followed the path, every twist and turnshe kept up this act with a smile on her faceThey must have caught her staring too long"Don't stray off the path" they saidShe hid her tears .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WanderlustJane/1864789/ I knew what you were from the beginningI could smell the blood on youit was like a cologneYou were born to spill bloodand wore it as a shieldthis I expectedWhen you were with me and I with youI did not smell bloodI could see the splattered blood on your facebut when you looked in my eyesthe wor.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WanderlustJane/1864787/ I thought I knew who I wasor at least who I was supposed to beBut I was wrongSomehow that comforts meI am currently exploringtesting who I can bebut I don't think I'll find her herenot surrounded by my old lifeI want to escapeto go on an adventurepushing all my limitsmeeting new peopletrying weird t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WanderlustJane/1861741/ I've been so much beforeI've been kindI've been quietI've been unseenI try to please all I meetI don't want anyone to think poorly of meso I became what they wantedI thought that was a thingsomething people doBut today?I'm tired of pleasing everyone elseI want to be mebut I'm still figuring that out.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WanderlustJane/1861735/ Don't be naiveLife can be toughShe's the b***h that kicks youeven when you're laying on the groundyou tell her "okay...I give up..."She turns around and walks awaygiving you a brief moment of peacethen comes back and starts all over againDon't be ignorantLife can be enjoyedShe's the lover who's alwa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WanderlustJane/1861734/ I can't be cryingnot over canceled plansbut that's the thing, I'm notthis is just the straw that broke the camels backbecause I'm not crying over canceled plansI'm crying over financial  burdensschool failureslife plans falling apartlost people and friends who no longer keep in touchI'm cr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WanderlustJane/1861733/ Thoughts of someone who committed suicide after the fact. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WanderlustJane/1861729/