literature
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Today is the darkest day of the year
And I made it, I promise I did. Today is a day of reflection and going inward. This whole month is. And now that I think about it, I haven’t done much journaling yet, I have a whole article to write in the next couple of days, a job to…
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I remember I would come here when I had no other place to go
I remember being here when I was alone. I imagine those who stumble upon by blog as those just walking by on the street. I’m walking down the street by myself watching you in your own worlds walk past. I imagine it snowing. And the streets are lined with light…
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Alone on Thanksgiving
I really wish it was colder around this time. L.A. makes it a bit hard to enjoy the holidays and here I am sweating in my tiny apartment waiting for… something. I don’t know what. Maybe the miracle that a few more square feet would open up in here and…
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Do you feel the veil thinning?
It’s an All Hallow’s Eve, and the day couldn’t have started any better; My dwelling, surrounded by fog so thick, there was nothing else to see. You couldn’t tell the time but you knew what day it was. You can almost feel the merging of spirits from a long-lost past.…
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The rain whispered me back to sleep
How can I avoid such beautiful times, under the whispers of the rain and dark morning skies. They sing me sweet songs, secrets from above; singing so softly, the hymns of their love. How can I awake from these beautiful tides forcing me back to sleep, forcing to close my…