Wednesday, August 27, 2025

3 Things I Loved in August 2025 (+ 1 Thing I Absolutely Hated)

 


Welcome to another edition of 3 Things I Loved in August 2025 (and 1 thing I absolutely hated). I can't believe we have under 4 months to the end of the year! Let's get down to my list!

1. The Sims 4 
I played a lot of Sims 4 this month. I used to dislike this game. Very much. But ever since they included some of their more popular expansion packs from previous versions like University and Cats & Dogs/Pets, I've enjoyed the game more. It's actually been completely addicting. So addicting that I tried freeing up space on my laptop to fit more expansion packs and I deleted some things I shouldn't have. Thus resulting in me losing all of my files and file part. Luckily, I was able to restore my laptop, but my files, including the manuscript I was working on and my short story I had written, were all gone!😣But since I've got more room on my laptop, I'm able to play The Sims 4 AND write on my laptop! Because...

2. I got a new Victus HP gaming laptop
This laptop has much more space for my writing and my Sims games. I was fortunate enough to be gifted a new laptop early for my birthday. It also came with Bluetooth headphones! So that's pretty cool! And somehow, I restored my Microsoft Office 2016, and I have Microsoft Office again. I had Microsoft Office on an older computer, a desktop computer from way back in 2015. And I had purchased Microsoft Office back then. So I am very excited to be writing in Microsoft Word and hopefully format my ebooks better.

3. I enjoyed watching a YouTube live my Instagram friend, @jijisworldd hosted
Jiji has a vibrant community and chatting with everyone made it fun.  Jiji has an infectious laugh and she was very fun to watch. I hope to attend more YouTube lives of hers. All she was doing was just talking and coloring. It felt like we were right there in her living room, just chatting like good friends. It's always good to support friends. 

Now, for the one thing I absolutely hated! ...Drum roll please...
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Being tired & wired!
I'm an astrology girlie. According to my transits, I have Mars in my 12th house of dreams and the subconscious. My dreams have been very intense. One week, I punched my nightstand while dreaming about punching a Non-Playable-Character woman who I don't know in waking life. I also yelled in my sleep a lot. I know I am stressed out about some things. Also, I know I need to get back on my stationary bike and start working out again to tire my mind out. I also think that playing the Sims 4 at night has something to do with being tired and wired. So I am trying not to play the Sims 4 past 7 o'clock. Speaking of...it's the weekend as I am writing this! I'm supposed to be goofing off! 

Tell me below, what are some things you loved or disliked about your August? I'm curious to hear about it!

Until, next month!

Wednesday, August 20, 2025

August Poem Dump

 


Here are some poems I've been working on in August. These are simply rough drafts, not in their final form yet. Or maybe they are, I don't know. Maybe I'm being harsh on myself.

Under the Retrograde Skies
By: Samantha Jean Tate

I want to apologize to you. Not because you deserve it. But because I'm lonely as hell without you.

If I were to apologize to you under these retrograde skies, we would just be repeating the cycle of emotional manipulation and abuse.


I don't think neither one of us learned a thing.

We aren't right for each other.

I need to move on, instead of digging up the past 


Under these retrograde skies, I vow to acknowledge my loneliness and release you.

Once. And. For. All.


One Day By: Samantha Jean Tate


Will one day ever come?

Will the day come where I am fully seen, loved, and valued?

Will one day ever come?


While the Tower Fell By: Samantha Jean Tate


Here I am, just jamming out to Monkey Gone to Heaven

While the world spins in total chaos.

The world didn't end when the tower fell,

it began.

And so did my life.

You see, while I was grooving,

Someone's life ended.

A new life came into the world.

Someone got their heart broken,

While someone else met their soulmate.

Someone began school,

And another just graduated.

She became a divorcee,

He became a husband.

A soul met their cat at the rainbow bridge,

While a dog found their fur-ever home.

A hamster choked on his food he overstuffed in his cheeks,

While a bird was set free from her cage.

Chaos is everywhere,

Even when the tower falls, life doesn't stop.

The world keeps turning

And you can be certain.


The Cards Said You'd Care By: Samantha Jean Tate


How I wish you would give me the time of day

To make you laugh,

To make you smile uncontrollably,

To love you.


How I wish you would speak more than two words.

How I wish you would reach out first.

I wish you were available.

I wish you were mine already.


Oh how I wish you knew the vibe you put out

And how I caught it

I wish you didn't deny there was something there.

Wasn't it?


You'd look at me from across the room,

While I gave a tarot reading

You seem interested

But then I caught you

And you pulled away.


Now you're liking my pics,

Liking my poems,

And you won't even say "hello".


When the Light Left You By: Samantha Jean Tate


There you were

Smoking your vape,

A cloud of smoke

Covered your eyes

But I could see through the fog

The light left your eyes

The inner fire was gone

You didn't care anymore

You had given up on life.


I knew something was wrong,

But I didn't want to upset you.

I tried to keep the conversation light

I made jokes

And I got you to laugh

I felt relief knowing

You didn't lose your sense of

Humor


I wish I could erase your pain

I wish I could be the one

To make you happy

But you can only make yourself

Happy

You cannot rely on 

Others


So I left you alone

Hoping one day

The light returned

You got your inner fire back

And you felt at

Peace.


Video Chat
By: Samantha Jean Tate

It was about eleven o'clock at night We video chatted I asked, "Did you ever like me romantically and do you now?" You said, "I'm sorry... But... No."

I felt my stomach drop

My chest fluttered

I held back my tears

At least I had you

As a friend.

You let me down gently

And you weren't 

A prick.


But I thought we were more.

I saw you looking at me

From across the room

Making sure I was fine

You checked in on me

After I was threatened

By another woman.

You were an answered prayer.

Someone God put on my path

For a reason.

The Desert Storm vet told me

You liked me.

I believed him.

Instead of looking at the logic.

I was a spoiled brat

In your eyes

That obviously turns you off.

I guess I just have to accept

We're friends. And nothing more.


Hell By: Samantha Jean Tate


What if Hell isn't flames and pitchforks?

What if there is no Satan? 

No red horns.

No brimstone.

What if Hell is just you...

Not being able to silence the voices

Of all the people you have ever wronged

And constantly fighting your inner demons...

for all eternity?


The Golden Light By: Samantha Jean Tate


I wake up

From bipolar-induced dreams

Not knowing if what happened

was real

Or if it was all in my head?

I dreamt I flew up to the sky,

in Jesus' arms

I saw my body on the ground

Dead.

Asleep.

I wouldn't wake up.

I try to replay the moment

I fell into death's shadow

But I can't remember a thing!

All I know is

It's peaceful.

I feel loved.

The golden light

Covers me.

I become One

with consciousness 

I turn into stardust

I am the entire universe

And the universe is within

Me.


Wednesday, August 6, 2025

Letters to People From My Past, Present, and Future

 

These are poems I wrote as letters to people that are unsent. I don't know if these people will ever see them (especially the letter from the past). But I thought I'd post them here anyway and let the whole world read them. The theme is one letter from someone in my past. Another letter to someone in my present. And a letter sent to someone in my future.

If you wish to use any of these poems for commercial use, please e-mail statewrites84912@gmail.com

All poems Copyright 2025 Samantha Jean Tate. All Rights Reserved.


A Letter to Almost...But Not Quite...

By: Samantha Jean Tate

You were the what-if that I couldn't shake

A football hero in a hospital hallway

I kept replaying that weekend

You dancing with me,

You protecting me from afar.

Staring.

Me,

hoping for a different ending.

But your silence spoke.

And ended the movie.

The credits rolled,

you played a major role.

In my heart and in my healing.

Even though we've both moved on,

you're still special to me.

Thank you for being a light

when I needed one.

Even if only for a moment.