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Waiting for Your Call

A man wanting more from a relationship.

It is almost midnight on a Saturday night and I am waiting for your call.  This started six weeks ago when you caught your idiot of a boyfriend cheating on you. I happened to be in the neighborhood bar where you wanted to cry and get drunk. You sat next to me at the bar and got yourself a cranberry juice and vodka. I just happened to be there because I needed some human company for the night. I could tell you were holding...

Roselea Park

Just a little place i know.

Sitting here on a sandstone rock  Enjoying the sun with blue skies above Closing my eyes just listening  Hearing sounds of distant traffic, birds chirping all around  As the water in the creek flows across the rocks feeling the breeze against my skin. opening my eyes as I hear people approaching Watching a family walk closer  Acknowledging them with a friendly hello  They continue on, bouncing the basketball As they head...

Do You Really Ever Know?

Just Thinking and Wondering

Do you ever really meet your soul mate? Or do you just settle and decide your own fate.You find love and create an amazing life,You get married and are a devoted wife.You have an amazing family and lots of friends,But you wonder is this your forever life till the end.The world is so big with so many people in it,Lots of interesting people I hate to admit.You're in your own fish bowl wherever you are,Meeting people closer...

Creative Process... Or Something.

I just kinda started rambling.

Cannonball! I’m going faster than one. Slowly walking down the hall. Can I say this? It isn’t a direct quote from Oasis, but, if you’ve heard the song, you’ll know it. If you don’t, it’s called Champagne Supernova. I know the laws. They are stupid. Let’s face it, the only reason bands release albums. No, wait, I’m wrong. Can I start again? Good. It’s my musing, I can do what I want! Right, one of the reasons bands release...

If

Would your friends do any of these things?

I often wonder: If I became A celebrity, Would you admire me? If I became Filthy rich, Would you be my friend? If I became A best-selling author, Would you read my books? If I became A schoolteacher, Would you learn from me? If I called you Crying in the middle Of the night, Would you pick up and answer? If I were An ü ber-nerd, Would you hang out with me? If I moved away, Would you come visit me? If I was in need, Would...

My Soul

Just wondering about my soul.

I guess it’s in me somewhere,hovering, waiting,perhaps between heartbeats,or underneath my breath,hiding where it can’t be seen,wanting to escape to somewhere,perhaps over the rainbow where bluebirds fly—who knows why it’s there,what it wants, what it’s doingwhen I’m sleeping?Sometimes I wonder if it’s really there,or just a notion I’m supposed to believelike Santa Claus.Sometimes I want it to speak to me,tell me what I n...

I wish I knew you still. I feel so disconnected. I know where you have gone. I know it is far from here.Is it nice where you are? I do so hope it is. I know where you have gone. I know it is far from here.I have much time to wait. I really do not mind it much. I know where you have gone. I know it is far from here.I wish I knew what was there. I hope you are well. I know where you have gone. I know it is far from here.I h...