In being the most solitary I've ever been, I've done more thinking about relationships than ever before. I have spent the last year barking up the wrong nonmonogamous tree in an educational exploration of polyamory. I could go on and on, but the gist is that I started educating myself on the topic because my... Continue Reading →
The sleep deprivation is real. When I try to sleep, I get woken up every hour (or less), but I also don't feel like I've actually been awake at all for the past few days. It kind of feels like I've been dissociating for 3 days straight, walking around in an otherwise vegetative state, shuffling... Continue Reading →
It doesn't feel any different, at first, when you cross the state line into Georgia from Florida. Not really. Now, if you happen to stop and step into a gas station, that's a different matter entirely. You might be greeted by the straight-faced cashier with a lip full of chewing tobacco. He might disregard your... Continue Reading →
Does WordPress count as social media? I kind of hope not. It feels like I pick up my phone dozens of times each day just to open an app which, besides scrolling mindlessly through, I never actually seem to use. And I notice that most times, I do it reflexively, with no conscious effort or purpose.... Continue Reading →
Something changed on my drive home this morning. Or, maybe something changed while my eyes were closed (I say, because I can’t call what I did in the wee hours of the morning “sleeping”). I know I slept, cause I dreamed. That, or they were closed-eye hallucinations. I could believe it because every dream I... Continue Reading →
Hounds Baying in the woods Leaves Falling from the trees Yellow and orange Summer's over Must also lovers Say good bye to the weather That turned them on? Turning it off Turning it all off Tuning out and dialing in on Something romance never touched Turn it off, turn it all off.
I have hit a wall. Figuratively speaking. It’s been years since I’ve done this, but every other outlet has failed me. Recently, someone equated the ebb and flow of creative energy to the waxing and waning of the moon, and that makes a lot of sense to me. The trouble is that if I am... Continue Reading →