A number of my autistic friends have given me the feedback that they believe I am autistic too. It has been something that has been on my mind for a while and would explain a lot of childhood things for me. Admittedly I felt like the autistic community, along with people in general (NTs… how [...]
Creative Writing
Seriously, sometimes I feel like it's the bane of my existence. It calls to me and then when I actually find time to do it, my muse has fucked off somewhere lol. It's horrendous. I've been looking at different options in terms of taking undergrad courses or even entering into an MFA program but it's [...]
Complex Trauma
Being sick on and off this spring/summer has forced me to look at the ways in which trauma and stress manifest in my body. I've been working through a lot and my body has been forcing me to slow down. I hope I can carry that with me through the semester. In some ways, I [...]
Hawk Symbolism
I've been dreaming so much more lately... or, rather, I've been remembering more. So I dreamt that a lovely brown/red hawk landed near me and I started taking a picture of it with my phone. I remember feeling happy. Then I remember seeing its long spindly talons as it climbed onto my forearm. My happiness/excitement [...]
Seascape Saturday
Seriously... have you ever seen anything so beautiful?
A Mentor’s Death
On one of my recent trips, I flew through Miami International Airport. I had been through, or more like ran through, it some weeks ago, but this time I had a longer layover. Many folks were still masked in the terminals. While I was walking around to find coffee and grub with my travel companion [...]
Distance and Connection
There's security in only allowing others to see you at your best Made up well-dressed. But pale, sickly Lip bloodied Feels too raw, My image sullied. What could be better than to remain at a safe distance a curated image untouched. You might be anything exciting in their mind But too far away from their [...]
Seascape Saturday
It won't always be stormy in paradise.
The Great Gatsby Review
Tender is the Night stole my heart, so I had high expectations for this. I didn't end up liking Gatsby as much as I thought I would. I think I actually found it a bit boring to read about rich people who only speak about being rich and attractive with nothing better to do than [...]
Oscar Wilde said: ‘Each man kills the thing he loves.’ And it’s true. The mere possibility of getting what we want fills the soul of the ordinary person with guilt. I’m reading The Alchemist again. Every time I do I get something else from it, relevant to what I’m going through at the time. I [...]
Eternal Ocean of Words 