Hello, it’s me. I was wondering if after all these years you’d like to meet have a socially distanced catch up? It’s been a while. From what I can see, the last time I spoke at you was in March 2019. I wrote a blog post about cheese for goodness sake, blissfully unaware that I would be...
It’s the red plastic cups With the light frames and uniform Which weigh heavy on my mind. But not on yours, unsullied, That thinks only of roots and how far they will travel. How unfair to those truly a part of this world, To be burdened by stray figures Affixed to the passing of time....
Writing about not being able to write is possibly the biggest cop-out there is, so it doesn’t surprise me that I’m doing it. I wish I could say the lack of content on this site is due to my busy lifestyle and trying to keep up with how popular I have become, but I think...
Why do we believe we deserve contentment? Amongst everything else, my mind has decided to linger on this to the extent of a perpetual migraine residing in my temple. Let’s rephrase. Why do I seem to believe I deserve contentment? I’m not talking about a limitless & bountiful state of content – just a hint...
