Cherice's Pieces

Bombarded by a steady stream of data, demands, and decisions, she felt fragmented—uncertain of herself and even less certain of her place in the current universe. She wished that a pause button would induce a state of suspended animation, creating a conceptual place outside the fabric of space-time where she could recompose herself. In that space she would collect and consider pieces of herself. She would sift, sort, synthesize, reshape, and revise her thoughts, her life, and herself there.

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Thursday, November 01, 2007

Misery

The passing, peaceful

The sorrow lingers
The heart aches
And silent fingers

Grip the grief
All alone
And wish I, too,
Had been called Home.

Cherice Montgomery, August 2007

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

Something More

So, it's 10:15 p.m., I've been working on stuff for my comprehensive exams most of the day, haven't had dinner yet, and still have tons of work left to do before tomorrow. I don't dare even think about the rest of the week!

The phrase There's Gotta be Something More pretty much encapsulates my feelings about my present activities and life in general so well (with the exception of the coffee, the hitchhiking, and the wine), that I decided to take a few minutes to post it.

The song makes me happy, even though my circumstances don't. I'm soooo ready for a change, but it looks like that is going to be at least another 6 months in coming (at which point, of course, I'll be overwhelmed with it).