I call them all back. I call back my words, every expression and everything I wish I said. Days continue to slip through my fingers and I watch my potential increasing. Life is moving, time is moving; but are we? Am I running towards my potential or away from it? The days keep passing, and […]
Thirty-one definitions of self and none are it. Thirty-one emotions all at once and all of them are it. Thirty-one years float and crash, only to be swallowed back into the ocean of everything I think that I am and everything I will never be again. The depth of this life that I am living […]
Twenty eight years today, and the ride becomes softer because there is no other way to live.
We are the holders of vulnerable perspectives about life, the impressionable youths who were born almost 30 years ago but still feel as though the ’90s were 10 years ago.
People mistake writing with bravery, but I do not suppose there is much courage there. It is quite the opposite sometimes.
A lot of the things that I want to say about getting married are being waved away by congratulating people. They dismiss the process and its Ok. Perhaps the experience isn’t as deep as I think it is, but perhaps the experience should be taken to its limits because nothing lived marginally in life is […]
There is a freeing sensation beneath all the weight. There is a knowing that you hold on to as long as you hold on to the child within you. The child always knows something, the child takes life as it is but also with an underlying understanding of the comedy of it all, the unrealness of it.