to a year of warmth

I have plenty of journal entries, notes on dreams, bad poems, love letters, and short stories that I have written over the years. Many of these works involve temperature, namely suffering in the cold and desiring heat. Warmth was always the ideal, the out of reach...

culmination of an idea

I resent the thought that family is everything. That’s not to say I don’t love my family. I have a truly wonderful family. However to believe that one’s family is everything seems at best blissfully ignorant, and at worst short sighted and discriminatory. To love your...

rambling 11/25/20

Today I sat outside in the cold for the first time since being warm. There were so many thoughts fluttering about in my mind. Music hummed along with the sound of the wind through the trees and the ghost of a feeling began to well somewhere distant in me. I thought...

reflection

It has been over a year now since I began my search for something more real. I spent days atop mountains in solitude and Silence searching out truth. I fought demons at night and struggled against powers I had never known. My faith swayed continually from physical to...

1:11am nostalgia

“It’s an ordeal.” he replies when questioned about the scars he wears. He would love to share how he got them, but he hates to dwell on it too much. For the briefest moment his eyes flash back and forth and his lips slowly separate as he remembers. Then he snaps back...

inspired

When I think about my inspirations I always think about who has the best words. Take my father for instance. When I was young, my father and I barely ever spoke to each other. On the way to school, picking me up from someone’s house, going on walks, or at the dinner...