Drenched in vanilla twilight, I'll sit on the front porch all night,

waist deep in thought because when I think of you,
I don't feel so alone.
~Owl City

Brother Bear plays piano at all hours now,
it's lovely to have music in the house again.
Mother thinks I should sing with him
Would singing bring you to me?
Probably not.

My new diary reminds me of Anne,
and I scribble incessantly these days.
So many memories of things unsaid
and undone.
So many thoughts of what could be
and what I hope to be.
Bravery, come to me,
Don't let me talk myself out of it.

I'm coming.
I promise I won't forget.

xoxo the storyteller


  1. Lovely. I hope you enjoy your new diary. <3

  2. Your words are so inspiring! I am so thrilled to have stumbled upon your little world here for I do so enjoy your prose!

  3. Is that your poster?...! I love it.

  4. So beautiful! You have a magical way with words. <3

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  5. Sing! Sing anyway. Piano is the perfect accompaniment. Unfinished business is frustrating. One time I sent someone a letter with all the unsaid things, and it was as if a tremendous weight lifted off me. Diary writing can be one of the most fascinating things we can do for ourselves. I wish you the best with accomplishing your dreams! ♡