The train

I tried to board that train one night
Ticketless, nonetheless I tried
Unfamiliar faces paraded before me, some worn from their journey
Others greeting another with the exchange of an embrace or a smile
The warmth of their simple pleasantries lit within me a flame
Howsoever I should climb aboard; my desire would guide the path I chose
As though my mind was no longer alive
I tried to board that train one night
Ticketless, nonetheless I tried

Copyright © 2009 M. Gresham All Rights Reserved

A few surefire ways to communicate to your spouse that you want a divorce without actually saying that you want a divorce

1. If you are working out of town, and living temporarily in a company paid apartment, make sure to spend nights in hotels every so often so that the Dew Drop Inn charges appear on your credit card statement.

2. Frequent many restaurants and order two appetizers, two drinks and two meals so that your credit card statement gives the impression that you have been entertaining, erm, clients?

3. When your spouse calls you, keep the conversation short. Say something like, “yawn…I’m so tired. I’ve been working all day and really need to get some sleep”.(note: In order for this method to be effective, make sure you keep the conversation short on each and every call, regardless of the time of day. )

4. Birthdays, Anniversaries, and other Holidays are important, special times that families spend time together. Disregard all of them.

5. If your spouse begins to ask questions, such as, why haven’t you been home to visit or why don’t you call home, get angry. Bring up random disagreements, arguments, and such from 5 years prior to dodge the interrogation. Think aggressive defense! Communication is key.


*Be sure to check back soon for more tips on how to communicate with your spouse*

Names have been omitted to protect the innocent.

Lyrics to Hide and Seek

Someone asked me to post the lyrics to that song, so here they are!

Hide and Seek by Imogene Heap

where are we?
what the hell is going on?
the dust has only just begun to form
crop circles in the carpet
sinking feeling

spin me round again
and rub my eyes,
this can't be happening
when busy streets a mess with people
would stop to hold their heads heavy

hide and seek
trains and sewing machines
all those years
they were here first

oily marks appear on walls
where pleasure moments hung before the takeover,
the sweeping insensitivity of this still life

hide and seek
trains and sewing machines (oh, you won't catch me around here)
blood and tears (hearts)
they were here first

Mmmm whatcha say,
Mmm that you only meant well?
well of course you did
Mmmm whatcha say,
Mmmm that it's all for the best?
of course it is
Mmmm whatcha say?
Mmmm that it's just what we need
you decided this
whatcha say?
Mmmm what did she say?

ransom notes keep falling out your mouth
mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut outs
speak no feeling no I don't believe you
you don't care a bit,
you don't care a bit

(hide and seek)
ransom notes keep falling out your mouth
mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut outs

(hide and seek)
speak no feeling no i don't believe you
you don't care a bit,
you don't care a (you don't care a) bit

(hide and seek)
oh no, you don't care a bit
oh no, you don't care a bit

(hide and seek)
oh no, you don't care a bit
you don't care a bit
you don't care a bit

Emotional night

Sigh. No matter how long I layed motionless in my bed last night, with my eyelids gently pressed against each other, I could not manage to fall asleep. At about two o'clock in the morning, I decided to just get up out of bed and take some photos. The mistake that I made was playing the Imogene Heap song "Hide and Seek" over and over. Before she managed to sing the second or third line of the song...I was already emotional. So. I began to snap some really emotional photos with my inexpensive web cam (I haven't mastered setting up the Nikon to time photos).

I know it may sound strange that I would take photos of myself in such an emotional state, but I think that I really needed to just let it all out. I haven't in quite some time and I want to remember how I felt at that moment. Even though sometimes, things or people cause you pain or the things that you do, the energy that you have put out in the world come back to you ten fold, it's all such a grand experience to be alive and to feel. It's beautiful.

Halloween at the Corn Maze

Halloween has always been one of my favorite holidays. As a child, my fascination with Halloween was directly related to the thrill of filling my plastic pumpkin with a variety of chocolates, sweet tarts, and lollipops. I fondly remember sorting through out bag of goodies in the back yard, sitting around the bonfire and toasting marshmallows. It was one of those days where we were allowed to eat as much candy as we could possibly tolerate, without it being taken away.






Later on, I began to appreciate the other, psychological aspect of Halloween. The art of being frightened. Something about allowing yourself to be frightened, to experience the raw emotion of fear (some may argue as to whether fear is an emotion or a response), excites me. Granted, knowing that I'm not in any REAL danger is significant. I don't believe I would feel quite the same, if I was in a truly dangerous situation.





Last night, we went to the haunted corn maze. From the moment I stepped into the cornfield, I was afraid. I let out my first blood curdling scream within 20 seconds of entering the maze. I forgot about everything else in my life that has being weighing heavily on my mind. I almost slipped along the sloppy path through the maze, trying to elude Michael Myers and Friday the 13th's Jason Voorhees. I was afraid for the duration of our trek through the maze, but , I enjoyed every second of it...even when Leatherface ran me out of the maze, chasing me with a chainsaw.





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