I’d love to take pictures again. She said it’d be good to see them. My suspicions say she’s the last one watching, but perhaps, this writing thing is easier. Silver and gloss; ink on paper; pixels on a screen — I suppose it’s all black-and-white at the end of the day. Sometimes I wish the […]
Another year yet. And, really, not much has changed. I’m still listening to the same albums; my Spotify history is embarrassing. It’s just playlist after playlist of what should have been. I guess it’s not so bad. Maybe I’m being a little dramatic. Let’s start over. I’ve had the most wonderful things said about me recently. […]
The things I forgot to say. The things I should’ve done. The things I forgot to say. The things I should’ve done. The things I forgot to say— Stop. I hastily shuffle through the papers on my desk before crumpling the majority of them and throwing them out. It was always just a happy waste of […]
I talk a lot about being an open book. It’s something that I truly believe, but most people don’t believe me when I say it. I’ve been, for my entire life, accused of being introverted, secretive, and mysterious. I have ideas, sure. Crazy, mixed up, borderline-psychological issues that I deal with on the daily, but […]
I’m always worried about running in to you. It’s still strange how we went to almost zero communication overnight. And we live close enough now that, logistically, a run-in is possible, but we never really had the same taste in bars. I wonder what you’d think of me now. Not much has changed in terms […]
Like you, there have been thousands of times in my life when I thought, “man, I should write this down.” It’s not to say that anything that gets dumped from between these two ears is worth anything to anyone, except that it exists, and in doing so, has some sort of pseudo-validity. In some sense, […]