So I wrote this title several days ago–I cannot tell you how many half-finished pieces of my consciousness lie as unpublished posts, but it’s not a small number and certainly not even close to representative of how many things flit… Continue Reading →
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Hey so I know I have been missing for some time. You all probably thought I offed myself, maybe found peace with my misery, maybe found some relief from the poverty affected by some of my own decisions and others… Continue Reading →
The day you die isn’t going to be something crazy or really life shattering for anyone aside from a splattering of friends, maybe some family invested in your existence. It’s going to be the last day you took a shit,… Continue Reading →
So many allusions and alliterations in this one–so hard to really nail down how I feel and what I think…the only thing I am sure of is what I am thinking isn’t good. Isn’t good in that it leaves me… Continue Reading →
Hmmm. I think the thing that people like me struggle with sometimes is this idea that you go through shit like I have to be some extraordinary human being, some person people are going to reminisce as some conqueror of… Continue Reading →
That’s not entirely true, I suppose. I’ve been to the library here and though it’s nice, there are certainly no windows worth jumping out and over. I actually don’t even think it’s possible. Sometimes that’s the place I slip into,… Continue Reading →
I am going back to work tomorrow. I don’t know how to feel about that, not liking my job as much as I do in some ways, I suppose. It’s not my JOB that is the problem given you can… Continue Reading →
I wake up every morning at 4 am, struck with worry, wondering how on earth we are going to make it, what the fuck does a future look like? I have been in the house for 6 weeks, completely, and… Continue Reading →
I got the dog back the other day. Well, a week ago. I suppose there wasn’t much urgency to tell you all, given I am not sure who the fuck constitutes “you all” or even if that encompasses a scope… Continue Reading →
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