Tuesday, October 06, 2009

Confession Tuesday


Sideways Elvis
(maybe that can be the title for one of your writing prompts)
Again, from the roadside shrine, Union, WA


Forgive me, when I read January's confessions I thought they were mine.

I've a lot to confess, I better get started.

To the confessional--

The Future Self I Don't Want To Be--

I was annoyed with a male poet at a reading recently. I want to say more, but let's just say it brought out insecurities in myself. I don't want to be reading the same poems 10 years from now.

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The Ying & the Yang

Sometimes I don't understand why a bad day always has to mess up a string of good days. And why the bad day always feels more intense than the good days ever did. Or maybe I'm forgetting how happy I was.

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Brag Confession--

I rode my first organized bike ride/race. 34 miles in 3 hours (including breaks). I felt a satisfaction afterwards and I finally understood why people do such things (i.e. triathlons, marathons, etc.) It was the first time I ever put slicks on my mountain bike and did a road ride that long. I think I felt powerful in a new way.

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Imperfect --

This week I did something really petty and I thought I would remember it to tell you today. I thought, "Yes, this is definitely a confession that shows my shallowness." Of course, I forgot. Just trust me, I am flawed and shallow. And I guess you can add absent-minded as I can't remember what I did.

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Bitter--

I learned there was a dream home for sale in my community. I couldn't afford it, but went to look at it anyway this morning because I'm a dreamer that way. When I arrived, I learned it was a friend's home. Her and her family have to sell it because of financial difficulties. They've had this dream home for over 20 years and have been raising their kids in it. I felt so terrible to learn they can no longer keep it, I have spent the whole day close to tears. There is a part of me that knows this could be any of us. There are a thousand more words I want to write here, but I'll end with these- survive, loss.

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Sweet--

There are good people everywhere. We just don't always hear about them.

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Quote of the week--

A good friend told me this recently--

"Attachment causes fatigue." Gawd, I agree to that!

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I confess after 3 really good days (one that was my 16th year wedding anniversary), today wasn't my best day. Still, I am thankful for what I have.

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Amen.
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4 comments:

The Knit Chick said...

You are honest, and amazing.

And a good friend~

Lori said...

Pain always seems more intense than joy. It always asks for more attention, more journaling. I don't understand why either.

Michael said...

Kelli:

It seems like the roadside shrine just keeps giving. I'm glad you keep reporting from it. Makes me wish I had one that I passed regularly. The number of writing prompts seem unending.

Jessie Carty said...

good confessions :)

and yes - attachment causes pain! it does!

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