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He says I remind him of Mustang. I think that’s a compliment, but I’ve been too nervous to finish reading and find out.
» Posted By okayfine On 07.15.2019 @ 2:23 pm
He made her feel unstable in some of the best ways.
» Posted By okayfine On 05.08.2019 @ 8:42 am
A wedding should be a joyous day, but many times people make it too stressful.
» Posted By okayfine On 02.06.2019 @ 7:58 am
It’s interesting to me how connected music (even with no lyrics) can be to our emotions.
» Posted By okayfine On 01.23.2019 @ 11:16 am
Ornaments can be very sentimental. It turns into a very sweet tradition for couples with children. Each year more mementos are accumulated, and since they are only taken out once a year, each time can be a special time for reminiscing. Family Christmas Trees can put on display the things most special and important to a family. You might find baby picture ornaments, homemade ornaments from school, ornaments purchased on family vacations, ornaments that have been passed down through the generations. Christmas is such a special time for families.
» Posted By okayfine On 12.26.2018 @ 11:15 am
There is no escaping harm altogether. People harm others even when they have the best of intentions. Sometimes, the people who harm us the most are also the people who build us up the most. Some actions are clearly harmful. Others are clearly helpful. But it becomes more complicated when an action is harmful and beneficial at the same time. It is impossible to say with absolute certainty that an action was entirely good or entirely bad. It also can vary depending on timing. One single action can be harmful to a person in their future but beneficial to them in the present, or vice versa. There is harm everywhere. People can dodge it, create it, attempt to prevent it, absorb it, ignore it, fear it, accept it, become it…… Every single day is an adventure to see how you will respond to the harm that comes at you- no matter how big or small, conscious or unconscious.
» Posted By okayfine On 12.18.2018 @ 11:59 am
The word “espresso” gives me a feeling. The word alone brings sensations to me of the way taking a sip of coffee makes me feel. Even just the smell of coffee or a taste of espresso cheesecake can lead me into a brief moment where time slows down and nothing else exists.
» Posted By okayfine On 12.11.2018 @ 7:46 am
Taking a tour can be a fascinating adventure, or it can be a boring waste of time. It really depends on what a person is intrigued by and also who is along for the ride.
» Posted By okayfine On 11.28.2018 @ 2:47 pm
Should dining etiquette be used as a tool for judgment? If someone does not use the correct fork, should they be considered lesser than in some way?
» Posted By okayfine On 11.20.2018 @ 1:29 pm
Throughout a lifetime, she missed the call. She missed the deadline.She missed the opportunity. She missed the target. She missed the meaning. She missed the signal. She missed him. But she can’t be perfect, so she comes to accept that sometimes she misses.
» Posted By okayfine On 11.13.2018 @ 2:46 pm
This is driving you crazy as much as it is me. You prefer me disagreeable the majority of the time anyway.
» Posted By okayfine On 10.23.2018 @ 11:20 am
You never know what a single kind gesture can start in someone.
» Posted By okayfine On 10.15.2018 @ 2:52 pm
The toughest part of being invigorated to be alive is the fear that comes of letting something slip by and losing out on something wonderful.
» Posted By okayfine On 10.02.2018 @ 3:07 pm
The plot is only a tool for a story. The story is not just what happens but the impact it makes on the characters and readers. This is why poems can say far more with just a few words and no context than hundreds of pages of plot.
A person’s life is full of events that can be told, but no one can possibly grasp that person’s life without living the experiences through their eyes and with their heart.
» Posted By okayfine On 09.25.2018 @ 3:09 pm
Going to the market can entail such a different experience depending on where you live. I think it would be fascinating to travel all over the world experiencing different markets.
» Posted By okayfine On 09.24.2018 @ 2:17 pm
Logic was my god. Not what others decided related to science or theory, but what made logical sense to me for any and every given situation. Someone very close to me says that I think too much for my own good. Even he doesn’t fully see how deep it goes.
Life is like living in The Wizard of Oz. There is a tornado, so everyone picks something to grab onto. I grabbed onto Logic, but there are plenty of other options that people grab onto. Then, we all go into this make believe world that is specifically designed for us by whatever safety bar we grabbed onto.
I recently clicked my ruby slippers together and woke up from my make believe world. Even though I no longer worship logic and now see that it can be my greatest weakness, it is hard to simply turn off the habits I developed throughout my life.
This real world is uncertain and full of heartache. My normal was to remove uncertainty or vulnerability by thinking through every possible scenario logically. That goal was futile, but it was how I spent every second of every day. Not only is it hard to stop old habits, but I also have to give up my safety bar and live in the chaotic reality of uncertainty.
» Posted By okayfine On 09.20.2018 @ 11:38 am
I once saw a meme of a cartoon character with the words, “I love you” written over and over on the inside of the character. It looked like the words would spill out at any moment, but instead, what he actually said when he opened his mouth was “Dork”………………. dumb meme.
People do funny things to try and protect themselves from being vulnerable- whether it be playful insults to hide true feelings or malicious insults to hide insecurities.
» Posted By okayfine On 09.11.2018 @ 11:13 am
I have never been sailing. I imagine it would be incredibly relaxing on a beautiful day. However, you should probably choose the people you take carefully. There is one person I would love to go with, but our relationship can be hot and cold. I can see it now….. We are having a wonderful time until we start pushing each other’s buttons. I push him off the boat, laugh, and then wind up having to help him back in the boat. He will be mad, we will laugh, and then he will say something that warrants another push, and the cycle starts over again.
» Posted By okayfine On 08.31.2018 @ 11:52 am
She didn’t know it yet, but this case was not going to let her skate by like normal. She was proud of how well things were moving along and how much information she was gathering, until she got home and started scratching. What she did not realize before was that her hiding spot had been filled with poison ivy. She was confident she would catch the thief, but not without being torturously itchy first.
» Posted By okayfine On 08.30.2018 @ 10:55 am
Sometimes the best kind of sequel is the totally unexpected one.
» Posted By okayfine On 08.28.2018 @ 8:21 am
She was in hell. Something was wrong; everything was wrong. She didn’t understand what, but the essence of her being was screaming and revolting against her life
…until someone looked and truly saw her for the first time in her life. Not an angel, but a man. He held her hand and walked with her to find the source of her hell, not by directing her but by making her feel safe and encouraging her to see what was inside. Like a scene from Indiana Jones, her internal world was filled with booby traps and trap doors. Surely, he was the only person on Earth who could have helped her unlock all of the puzzles and make it to the core of the cave.
Instead of treasure, she found a cave that was grey and lifeless, with vines that had decayed. She was finally looking at her hell. It was a deep cave of decay. She stood at the base of it and weep because although she found it, she didn’t know how to fix it. Was she supposed to start nurturing each vine back to life? That would take a lifetime. Was she supposed to burn the entire cave to the ground and start over? If so, what would be left of her?
Then, something magical happened. Throughout this entire journey, the man consistently poured into her. This was the first time she had ever felt that. He made her feel so much on so many levels. He helped her find a love for herself, and she learned from him how to pour into her own heart. She felt so much love for him and from him that one day, she watched her cave totally transform. Where there was decay that had been accumulating since she was a child, it was now beautifully full of life, colors, beauty, art, poetry, and so much love.
Although she desperately wants many things with him that she will never have, no one can ever take the piece of heaven that now lives inside her. His time in her life might be brief, but his significance and impact on her will be forever.
» Posted By okayfine On 08.24.2018 @ 6:38 am
“Rumble” makes me think of boxing or wrestling.
» Posted By okayfine On 08.20.2018 @ 6:57 am
Being a good chess player means being crafty. My nature is to wait until something is right in front of me, look at all of the information, and then decide what I should do from there. In chess, it is best to plan for a goal and then try to guide the situation to match up with the end goal. That does not come naturally to me. I tend to accept things for how they are instead of trying to put the pieces where I want them. I have to work on my long-term strategizing if I want to be a good chess player.
» Posted By okayfine On 08.15.2018 @ 10:46 am
Yet again, she was standing in front of the panel of judges waiting on their feedback. But today, she was in a fog, not very aware of her surroundings because she was so immersed inside herself- thinking and feeling. Suddenly, it became powerfully clear that she didn’t even know what her judges valued or how they came to the decision of what is meaningful and what isn’t. She looked and saw people sitting in front of her. They were just people. What if her meaningful is not their meaningful? Why should she believe their assessment means anything at all? She could hear voices start speaking but it was as if her ears had stifled the sound so she could continue listening to what was happening within her. She slowly turned toward the door and started to walk out. She didn’t feel like she was doing something wrong by walking out, although she was sure the judges would not like it. For once, she listened to herself and gave her own judgment value.
» Posted By okayfine On 08.13.2018 @ 9:24 am
She dashed across the parking lot and jumped into her open convertible. She quickly started it up and took off as if she had somewhere important to be.
» Posted By okayfine On 08.08.2018 @ 7:45 am
Selfies should not be central to a person’s life. I fear that people are missing out on life just to showcase a pretty picture. Pretty faces are not rare, (especially when using filters). Beauty starts to lose itself….. Living in the moment is so much more intriguing than the facade of a good time and a pretty face.
» Posted By okayfine On 08.06.2018 @ 7:59 am
She was at a loss for what to write. She sat next to the window and marked doodles on the page. Her internal world was far from quiet, but somehow she couldn’t seem to translate any of it onto the page.
» Posted By okayfine On 07.24.2018 @ 11:17 am
Written communication leaves room for so much interpretation. Trying to understand what someone is really saying can be so difficult that you can actually leave a conversation believing the complete opposite of what the other person was trying to say. Implied meanings and sarcasm can be difficult enough to catch in person. Remove body language, frowns, smiles, and eye contact from the equation, and it can become so maddening that you want to remove all fluff and keep things as simple and direct as possible, or you can accept that your own interpreting skills can never fully be trusted.
» Posted By okayfine On 07.23.2018 @ 12:29 pm
One of the first things we learn as children is to filter what we say. If you think about it, each day of our lives is filled with a series of moments in which our brains are deciding what to permit our voices to say. Sometimes, I imagine having a condition like Tourette Syndrome where you cannot control what you say. I imagine it being liberating in a way, but mostly it seems terrifying to verbally say whatever you feel like saying regardless of the consequences.
» Posted By okayfine On 07.23.2018 @ 8:13 am
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She saw it was raining so she grabbed a hoodie on her way out. She thought it would be sufficient, but she did not plan for the flat tire. She walked into work drenched from head to toe from standing in the downpour.
» Posted By okayfine On 07.19.2018 @ 9:40 am