There was a time when I could write entire worlds without an ounce of strain. I could convey my feelings in prose or weave words into scenes that would unfold in the reader’s mind like the soft petals of a rose in bloom. I took it all for granted. It was my gift and I…
Stop Being Dicks
Whenever a well-known entity commits suicide, we’re subjected to at least a month or two of everyone spreading messages about suicide prevention. The main take-away is usually something along the lines of ‘reach out to your loved ones’ and ‘seek help if you need it’. The people who spread these messages and advice are well-intentioned,…
Words With Edges
When we begin to realize the power of our words.
I have been having a lot of trouble with my eyes lately. It started on Tuesday night, when I acquired a pretty sizable blind spot where I couldn’t see what I was typing or read anything. It wasn’t a black spot, it was just… empty. We called it an ocular migraine and I went to…
As the lack of an update may suggest, that day was not the day. Of course not. This is my life we’re talking about here and when does anything really go to plan? Never. That’s when. What I hate the most is the uncertainty. The grain of doubt aggravating the sea of hope slushing around inside…
Sleeplessness is something I’ve been battling a lot over the past few months. After being laid of on April 24, I expected to slide into a new job relatively soon thereafter. I immediately, that very day, began plugging away at positions. I revamped the resume and went to task, because who can afford to be…