On May 6th, I wrote about antidepressants. Not the ones the come from Pfizer in a child-proof jar and make you impotent, but the ones that fill your lungs with fresh air and make you feel alive. You can find them in The Garden of Eden. You can find them in the Church of SkyDome. I … Continue reading Hairstyle From a Toddler
On the carpeted floor of the south bedroom in that small patch of sun. It's as good a place as any to lie. It's as good a place as any to cry. But why? Who knows? Is his dopamine too low? Have regrets piled too steep? Does he just need more sleep? It's a cycle, … Continue reading Waterfall
They're not where you think they are.
You're surrounded by multiple assailants in the parking lot of life. Can you hold them off?
There ain't no visions of sugarplums dancing in my head. My dreams are a little bit grayer than that.
Are you on a need to know basis, as in, you NEED TO KNOW everything? Welcome to my nightmare.
When we criss-cross overloaded trains across reality planes, we're going to have pain.