Oh Duh
It wasn't till my 30s that I realized that "arbitrary" division symbol showed two dots DIVIDED by a line.
It wasn't till my 30s that I realized that "arbitrary" division symbol showed two dots DIVIDED by a line.
I realized today that when my aunt sends emails to the family, she puts my address as a "BCC" so my dad doesn't figure out my email and try to contact me that way too.
The cashier at the liquor store said she was worried about me because she hadn't seen me the day before.
I was almost said it out loud, but then I realized "I almost bit your armpit" is a weird thing to tell someone.
As I lay in bed curled up in the fetal position, I realized that quitting smoking really was going to be that hard.
When you said I wasn't allowed to say anything at the funeral because it would be "improper," I knew I hated you.
You know your life is crazy when you're cleaning vomit out of piercing holes in a stranger's bathroom.
Only then did I realize how much I had when she told her daughter they lost everything in the fire.
I was so humiliated I didn't wear them for three years, because I found out that they were fashionable and made by starving foreign kids.
At approximately 1:30 pm on Friday February 1, 2008, I realized that when you get to college they expect you to wear watches.
I was 14 when I grasped my fathers lifeless hand and realized I didn't hate him after all.
I told my husband I wanted a new, simple wedding band because the 1.3c diamond I wear is not a symbol of our love but of my greed.
It wasn't until after we broke up that I knew I'd marry him someday.
Unbeknownst to even myself, I found that yes, I would take money out of a wallet that I found lying on the open ground.
My life has been a never-ending series of bad haircuts and parking tickets.
As I stood in the eternal checkout line, the first 12 seconds of "Grease is the Word" skipping endlessly over the sound system, I realized the pretend boyfriend I was describing to the crazy bag lady was you.
The one thing I thought I had enough of turned out to be my addiction.
He was going to wipe the tear away, but his touch burnt me, especially after I told him my boyfriend hadn't done that for over a month.
As I sat on the couch in my boxer shorts, watching football and having nothing of import to do, I realized once and for all that I actually enjoy being single.
I seriously enjoyed being a clown, until I realized clowns aren't taken seriously.
After serving liquor to alcoholics all day, I realised that I am, in fact, a bad person.
I can't describe it, but it was the strangest feeling when I realized I was alone in a dermatologist's office reading Kurt Vonnegut's "Fates Worse Than Death."
It was upon the waking with red knuckles and bruises... I realize, I'm addicted.
I thought we had a connection, instead, I realized I loved my boyfriend after all.
My heart in my throat, I watched as that second blue line started to materialise before my eyes and I realised, this is it - the moment that would change everything I ever imagined the rest of my life to be.
It was as I stared down on the urban landscape unfolding before me that I realized, if the eye mirrors the soul, then cities are the eyes of humanity.