There’s a clock in this apartment. After 8 months, I still don’t know where, but I hear it. I hear it constantly. What do clocks do? They tick. They tick like a never ending itch, reminding me of the one thing I can count on in my life; consistency. My ears just want to scratch… Continue reading Tiny Windows
Month: February 2015
The Friends Carousel
The list of things they never prepare you for in adulthood grows like mold spores in a flooded basement. If we are the sum of our decisions, then the equations our lives generate infinitely varies, however, the patterns carry recognizable similarities. For instance, all my friends who did the settle down then have kids early… Continue reading The Friends Carousel
Lucid – Hearts of Vengeance (ch 2)
II – Hearts of Vengeance Wendyll woke with a mouth full of sand. He hated sleeping prone, really, he hated the resulting stiff neck he’d carry the rest of the day. He rolled himself onto his back, stretching his arms above his head as the moment saturated with the magisterial calm of the desert… Continue reading Lucid – Hearts of Vengeance (ch 2)
Hail to the Viral Overlords
Part of a longer piece I wrote and half-scrapped inspired by reading the following New Yorker article (and 20 similar articles of other similar people over the past 2 years) Let’s talk about creating something. Real influence has to be incubated. An artist can toil away for years in total obscurity until the universe grants them their… Continue reading Hail to the Viral Overlords