C. M. Sangalis



The Danger of Light and Joy

Tonight Pastor Jake said that when he is old and looks back on his life, he wants to see that he celebrated three times as much as he criticized. And I thought for a bit and said, "Maybe when I... Continue Reading →

Chunky Tomato Soup and A Burned Grilled Cheese Sandwich

Lunch is my most difficult meal next to breakfast. I can never decide what I want to eat so I've begun only alternating between two options: tomato soup with (burnt) grilled cheese and chunky tomato soup with (burned) grilled cheese.... Continue Reading →

3rd Person Omniscient

Her hair shines with the day-before-yesterday's shower. It hangs, slightly curled and floating down her shoulders, matching the brown wood grain she sits against.  Her light blue eyes are alert and absent, scanning the passing faces for the one she... Continue Reading →

I can’t write right now.

I decided that I would write every day for Lent 2013. I felt the spirit lead me away from fasting because I default to prefering suffering instead of the goodness of the grace. I haven't written much this week because... Continue Reading →

Looking My City in the Eyes

I came down to the water to sit at the feet of the City and watch 5 o'clock hit, which is when everyone in NYC keeps working. Except for the puddles of black snow hiding in the shadows, it felt... Continue Reading →

While doing laundry for 2 people after 4 weeks of not.

I'm alone and waiting for the laundry to dry that I've put off all day. 35 minutes left. I began thinking about doing it at 11am when I woke up to kiss Ted goodbye for his first Saturday emergency work... Continue Reading →

One Billion Rising. Today

Poor Ted came home to me bawling on the couch. Is there anything worse than a newly wed husband coming home finding his young wife weeping her makeup off? "I-I-I- - -TH-TH-THIS," I wailed pointing to my computer which is... Continue Reading →

March 12 to Feb 2013

It's been almost a year since I've written. I'm sorry; I've been busy. I got a husband. Became a wife. Began therapy for my psychiatric disorder. Fought depression, anxiety, and myself. Quit my job. Faced my night terrors. Found my voice. Emancipated... Continue Reading →

Angsty Rantings

Stop acting out of fear. We should be the first to humble ourselves, admit we don't have the answers and that we don't fully understand the problem. We must be the first to love people as ourselves and lay down... Continue Reading →

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