I keep bleeding, I keep bleeding love...

I am a picker of scabs. I’m not sure why, but I always have to pick away at the wounds. Sometimes they aren’t ready to be fiddled with and will openly bleed, possibly setting the healing time back further. And yet, sometimes they are picked at the right moment, with healed skin underneath its scabby band-aid.

Our breakup is a scab I keep picking.

I keep picking away at it, in hopes that the wounds are healed underneath, but they never are. It just keeps bleeding, bleeding, bleeding. And it’s all my fault. Because I can’t stop picking at it. I can’t curb my expectations that this is all temporary. These are wounds that may never heal.  And I don’t know how much longer I can pick away at them, waiting for you.

Don't let me drown...

You once told me that you thought of our relationship as some long line I had committed to waiting in. That I knew it was useless—that I’d wait forever—that I should know when it was best to cut and run instead of waiting it out. I’m more patient than you give me credit for. To me, you weren’t just some line—some destination I was racing to get to. You were never the finish line or the prize. You were the journey I was always glad to embark on—that was never tedious or unexciting. You were my voyage of happiness. You still are. Although you may have given up on us and our ship is sinking, I’m still here—I’m still knee deep in the water, desperately trying to plug the holes and keep us afloat. I will cling onto us until I go down with the ship. And, even then, I will use hope—the hope of going on the journey with you again—the hope of feeling your breath on my neck once more—as my safety device.

Forget the winners, who looked the best at the Golden Globes?

So it's been a million years since I last post. Sorry! I've been busy/tired/lazy/starting a new job. But, I just HAD to post something about last night's Golden Globes. The fashion was just ON FIRE, non? Don't get me started though on some of the winners.....

See below the jump for all the photos.

Here's looking at you, 2010

These are just a few of my favorite things

With the end of every year, I become super contemplative on the past 12 months. So today, I've decided to come up with a smattering of my favorite things in 2009.

Favorite Accessory
As I have mentioned before, the hat! I'm totally mad for hats, and I just ordered a turquoise, slouchy beanie from Urban Outfitters (see below).  I think no other accessory this year has made its way into my wardrobe more than a hat. They are just too much fun!

Read more after the jump!

PS I DID totally wear my awesome hat

Cute, non?

I've been real good this year!

Case in point: Darcie got a JOB! A real job that she is qualified for and might want to stay at for more than 2 days. Huzzah! I'll be copywriting at a small web publishing firm in downtown Austin, and I also get a sweet parking permit. It's like the past year has really paid off and meant something, which is almost ridiculous to think about but apparently true.

Also, my loverly boyfriend bought me a camera for XMAS, so now I can post obnoxious photos of my kitties being tot adorbs. FUN! Like this photo: