Tag: personal life

At A Gas Station At 3 AM

.Reading time 10 minutes.

Midnight came and went sometime when I was sleeping, slipped right past me while I dreamed. My blankets were heavy and wrapped tight around me, the way they ought to be, and the house was quiet. The only thing moving was time, rolling over all with irresistibly gentle steadiness. O (the roommate you’ll recall from […]

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Drosera

.Reading time 9 minutes.

I’ve been in a rut lately. I’d say sinkhole but rut is a better word, more evocative; perhaps this was once just a little dip in the ground, nothing I caused myself, but passing over it again and again, bumping the wheel every time but never changing course… that’s a rut, isn’t it? Or like […]

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Real Horror Is Listening To The Ones You Love Screaming

.Reading time 2 minutes.

My roommate and I just got back from him having major dental surgery. He’s in really bad shape. Severe head pain from the anasthetic, gaping bleeding holes in his face… it’s not a good scene. He’s been weeping since we got back, unable to articulate what he needs with a mouthful of gauze. My sensory […]

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It’s Been A Downward Swing

.Reading time 8 minutes.

It’s been a pretty rough time. I’ve been feeling very worn-out, pulled in multiple directions. But a steady stream of content is very important, and training myself to produce it is part of the reason I’m using this blog. So I’ll do something different, and not only tell you about myself, but also do a […]

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