Please Wait. Truth is Still Putting Its Boots On.

LEARN TO DISCERN

Today’s weather: Sunny but with a hint of smog that is dense with saccharine smiles and conversations laced with lies that you never even knew were lies. Take caution and bring your daily dose of discernment and sharpness.

Guys, I am exhausted emotionally. Why must some people resort to lying and deceiving to get what they want? There is no need to operate on subterfuge. There is no need to hurt others. And lying and deceiving hurt. Those hurt a lot, okay?

A lie can run round the world before the truth has got its boots on.
― Terry Pratchett, The Truth


You have every reason to believe the friends of your friend, even if you have only ever hung out with them a few times.

You have every reason to not believe me, as I am prone to keeping quiet about personal matters. And my only reason for that is because I tend to keep things to myself. It’s just who I am.

Someone will (and probably already has) told you things. Things I never said, things I have never even done.

You have every reason to doubt me, as I have been pretty skittish. (Please go back to paragraph two for the reason behind it.) That never meant I wasn’t honest with you right from the start. I always was, always will be.

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For the Love of Words (and Certain People), I Blather (Again)

SUPERMAN GOT NOTHING ON ME

All I know at the end of the day
Is you want what you want and you say what you say
And you’ll follow your heart even though it’ll break
Sometimes

Of course you’ll always be special to me. You with the love for laughter and the ever-changing eye color. But I can never seem to to get my timing right and I am reduced to a stuttering cavewoman half the time you’re around. So tonight I’ll save you the misery. I’ll just go online shopping and eat my feelings. Haha! I just borrowed Chris Evans’ line from “Playing It Cool.” (Please say you’ve watched that movie.)


Do you know that I know?
And I don’t want to go there

My initial thought was that you have kind brown eyes. And you teach as a profession, so you must be smart. But now I can sense where this is going. I don’t think I like where it’s headed. A meet up for coffee is actually drinking coffee while having a good conversation. You do know that, right? Otherwise, I can always just cancel.


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“Have a Little Faith and a Lot of Mimosas”

I DISLIKE FRIES

Dear B,

For years you have seen my desk here at work. And you know it’s not where the magic happens. NO. We both know coffee is where the magic happens. And the caffeine just naturally sends out tendrils of its mystical energy that makes us sit up straighter in our chairs and basically make it possible to act like passable human beings in the office.

How’s it going there? All is fine here, where the weather alters from high tension to a happy, balmy vibe laced with invisible fright. Sometimes, we get storm clouds and I am only armed with the maroon bonnet that Jeena gave me. As if I could fold myself several times and magically disappear into it when bad vibes threaten to swallow us whole over here.

My Facebook account is still deactivated, so we won’t be able to communicate via its awful, awful messenger. You’re not active in Instagram (so I… uh, IstoppedfollowingyouandIamverysorry!!) and you have no Twitter. And no Snapchat, too. I’m willing to bet my life and even my firstborn on you not having Snapchat. (Dear future firstborn, I am sorry in advance if B happens to have a Snapchat account because as of this moment, SHE OWNS YOU FROM EACH STRAND OF YOUR HAIR ON THE HEAD RIGHT DOWN TO ALL OF YOUR TOENAILS. May the odds ever be in your favor.) I honestly don’t know how we still manage to be close friends when we’re awful at keeping up with each other. Oh, wait. That must be the same reason why we’re friends! (Did that even make sense? More importantly: Am I still making sense?)

Tangent coming ahead, but the good kind:

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