It feels crazy now that I think about it: how did I never skip class in summer with my friends to feel the cool of the salt water on my skin? How had I never walked barefoot through the sand, hand-in-hand with a lover?
Author: thoughtsfromthefirstyear
29. Cat + Dog Parent. Friend to bugs, books and buds. Taurus (stubborn). Sporadic writer. Frequent crier.
I'm a former High School English Teacher and am currently studying a Masters of Creative Writing.
The Spark
It quickly became obvious why the pound staff had given him the name Hyde: the cat was chaos personified.
The 2001 Melbourne Cup
It was November 6, 2001 and my Year One teacher Mrs Fuller was sitting with me outside of our classroom. The bell signifying the end of the school day had rung five minutes before and so far, no one had arrived to collect me from school.
I Remember – a note on things that have been happening & a poem
Hey, hello, good to see ya! Here's a little bit of a life update for you: I've recently started a Master of Creative Writing at university! After years of haphazardly keeping my blog and even more haphazardly collecting pieces of writing all about the place, I have decided that I want to work on honing… Continue reading I Remember – a note on things that have been happening & a poem
on social sports
“Shh,” I say to her, “it’s okay. This is really stupid and I’m pretty sure it’s mostly designed to make you feel bad about yourself. In four years, you’ll never have to do this again and in about 16 years, you’ll actually kind of enjoy running.”
me and my seemingly never ending quarter life crisis
I’m here to let you know that I haven’t figured it out yet and I don’t know if I’ll be able to figure it out in the foreseeable future. I’m trying to be okay with it, but truthfully it is very difficult.
things look a little different around here…
I’ve made my peace with not knowing all of the answers - I will simply allow myself to be. In the famous words of wrinkly space priest Yoda to burgeoning Jedi Luke Skywalker: “Do or do not. There is no try.”
why I left
I had nightmares about work: vivid movies wherein my students told me how much they hated me.
funemployment: on being unemployed
It was never that I wasn’t able to pick up the pieces while I was struggling, but I did already have my hands quite full and that made for slow work.
my life, as told by Paul Kelly
“Hey, I’m Taylor and I like Paul Kelly. No, like really, really like Paul Kelly.”
thoughts from the first year 