existential

I’m walking, I’m traveling

I’m walking, I’m traveling. I’ve been here since the beginning; since the first time my words met your eyes and eventually were mouthed on your lips. I’ve been walking for a while now; traveling on foot. They ask why I don’t get a car; What’s the point? I can’t get very far.. My mom says, […]

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Where are the lines drawn?

It’s late and I sneer at myself for not waking up earlier this morning. When one thing happens, it’s easy to fall off track. For me, this was moving. As the mornings become a bit more calm and more things become unpacked, my life looks for some stability. Here, again, begins my journey towards success. […]

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Before the night ends,

I say this again and again. I apologize for missing a day. I’ve been packing my life away and readying my belongings for another trip yet again. As much as I enjoy these adventures, my heart craves for something more; some place further. Instead I find myself taking trips around the city from street to […]

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Thank You for Understanding

I don’t know who reads this; but thank you. When I think of writing, when I talk about writing, there’s nothing else I think I could do, would do, want to do. I’ve been faced with people who pick up the papers, give me a quizzical look, and hand it back. I don’t care for […]

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