The amount of content I have to spin into "stuff" is baffling. This morning I lined up a selection of books in chronological order. We're approaching the 2003 jump-off. I think I'm done with therapy. While the six sessions I attended really did make a significant contribution to steadying me on my feet, I think I'm done complaining. Well, I'm done paying to complain. If I really feel like having a sook, I can just do it in these parts....
Flavor of falling My appreciation crumbled and rolled; Smoked. Unlike another choice addiction Attraction to me was never foretold; While I keep quiet my self-inflictions Your vocal chords spout your history’s life. Tapping syrup without knowing I am Maple sugar crystalized. Sweet candy Paint across my lips. Patience. Steady. Stand. An x-ray stare to soothe mental violence. Responding: to this, look with sweetened words. Losing ambivalence....
One a scale from one to on... I reckon it's on, blog family. Last night as part of "Operation: get it together" I decided to pull out the remains of what I shipped from Australia. This means that I opened the second box sent by sea, two of two. I've mentioned in the past how managing my work isn't my strongest quality. Love spilling words, scowl over editing. Never the less. As I flipped through the ten full writing books that popped out of the...
Happy Friday the 13th! It feels like only yesterday we were celebrating the day of all things spooky. It's been nearly two months since I decided to get over my divorce. I'm glad I made the decision to go to therapy. Having a personality scientist spell things out that I probably didn't want to face (definitely didn't want to face) has helped me immensely. I don't think psychologists can cure depression, but they can put you in the position...
No matter how well I feel, I'll always attempt to address darkness through my Writing. Just because one might be lucky enough to live a life protected from it - doesn't mean it isn't there. I look at the world very ying-yang-y. With all light comes darkness, with every darkness there is light. Balance. remix death the minute you walk (ed). like a tense of past. like you thought. like i could never spool refreshed. piles of late (st). where you...