“I never know what I think about something until I read what I’ve written on it.” – William Faulkner
You know what I was not meant to have? Control. Self-, others-, situational-, political-, government-, project-, subordinate-. None of it. I am involuntarily exerting control over my words, even as I type them. I used to be able to write freely, flowingly, honestly, carelessly. Not in an “I-don’t-care-about-others” kind of…
i thought the swiss were supposed to be neutral. if so, why does a swiss army even exist? and why do they make so darn…
>what it is like to have a crush on someone. i forgot about boy time and girl time. and how i could smile in my…
>this weekend, i attended the 12th birthday party of my first niece. we spent the day at a water park in western louisiana. i, thankfully,…
>i wrote earlier this evening, but after i was finished, i chatted online with my cousin, who is awaiting security clearance to go overseas and…

I’m Christi, and I have been writing, well, since I learned to write as a little girl. I learned in my 40’s that writing saves lives and sanity, and that is exactly why I am still here.