I don’t remember a lot about when I was younger. Why, I have no idea. The things I do remember are often weird and nonsensical things that other people’s minds would have glossed over, never to be remembered again.
Continue reading “A Letter To A Friend”
There’s a certain purgative quality to having your own space back after cohabiting with someone.
Continue reading “Change Sucks”
I haven’t been able to write lately. I would like to say it’s because I’ve had writers block when in all actuality it’s because of the things I want to write about are mostly depressing lately.
Continue reading “A Filing Cabinet Full Of Tolerance”
Phone goes off in the quiet room. My alarm. With eyes closed I dismiss the annoying ringing.
Continue reading “Slamming doors…”
So I have this written statement hanging by my computer for the past month…yet I still ignore it.
Continue reading “Razor Burn…Five Years Later”