I’ve had terrible success trying to shake my recent habit of late evening naps. I think tonight might have provided the leverage to overcome some of my weakness. It is one thing to wake up from a night’s sleep feeling all tricked out of your mind and paranoid from a bloated dream that touches on… Continue reading not hollow, empty
Category: life
Writing that directly ties in to my life as a whole.
Anxiet Ease Gold
Last week I had a day where I almost wrote about 4-6 entries and was just going to have them post on a schedule. Almost, as it turns out, is equal to nothing. Despite my shortcomings, I’ve come back and am at least writing one. I’ve wanted to and probably needed to write on this… Continue reading Anxiet Ease Gold
Rapumentary Vol 4. – One Year Later
First thing: I’m feeling lazy but oddly productive, meaning I’m not going to format this like I usually do until later (so I can use this productive burst on something else). If you read this and don’t see this, then you got in after I formatted this. SUCKER! It’s been a while since I… Continue reading Rapumentary Vol 4. – One Year Later
Dice Roll
I’m tired. No rest for the weary, though. That’s what the weather channel told me this weekend. My best friend told me that last weekend. I am buying into it, as much of the stock I can get. I have nothing to say, or maybe lack the energy to say it. I have a few… Continue reading Dice Roll
Letters I Shouldn’t Write
Here I am, in the dark, before the sun steals such solitude away from me, and I’m sitting at my desk writing something I almost wrote last night. I’m listening to that song Millionaire. I played it for you a couple summers ago. That songs always made me feel all the bumps and edges of… Continue reading Letters I Shouldn’t Write
Hello – revised 3/7
Hello, I am miss you.
a brief reflection
Ah man, back at it again. It’s been longer than I intended. I was with some classic friends the past weekend and the blog got brought up. I recall at least Biddle half-jokingly saying how an entry is something he has to set out time in his day in order to read. I don’t doubt… Continue reading a brief reflection