text: At what point to we love something, and how do we know we’ve found it? Do I love writing because I go through spurts where I scribble something everyday, or am I a faker because those spur… more →
analog bananalogwrote 3 weeks ago: text: At what point to we love something, and how do we know we’ve found it? Do I love writing … more →
wrote 1 month ago: Have you ever been to a concert, a game, even a powerful conference where you were completely captiv … more →
wrote 1 month ago: for Lauren Rousseau, who lives on in our hearts text: Spring comes to Connecticut as it always does, … more →
wrote 1 month ago: text: I have reached a point in my life, a fork overgrown with weeds, shrubs, trees hanging low bran … more →
wrote 4 months ago: Voortrekker Monument views Standing up high, staring out over the horizon into the blistering … more →
wrote 4 months ago: I’m at a place in my professional life where I’m not satisfied with the work I do. It’s pretty stand … more →
wrote 4 months ago: text: Ernest Hemingway stares me down from a painting on the wall in front of me. He’s gray on … more →
wrote 4 months ago: text: There’s a crate in my room by the bed, by the little nook I’ve carved out of the w … more →
wrote 5 months ago: We’re based in Camden, Northwest London, and open to anyone looking for a group with whom to d … more →
wrote 5 months ago: I think that this song is pretty apropos to what is happening in our country today, much as it was w … more →
wrote 5 months ago: A View on my Faith Catholicism at high altitude (Photo credit: blackenedsky) One thing good of being … more →
wrote 7 months ago: text: I’m twenty two years, three hundred sixty one days, twenty two hours old, and after all … more →
wrote 8 months ago: text: My coffee mug is half-full and the sun has risen to its highest point. I am warm, well-fed, su … more →
wrote 8 months ago: i’m not a man i’m not a woman i’m not a human neither i’m superhuman endlessly sea … more →
wrote 8 months ago: “Come, all you who are thirsty, come to the waters; and you who have no money, come, buy and eat! Co … more →
wrote 8 months ago: This was the verse of the day on the YouVersion app a few days ago and I thought it was exactly my a … more →
wrote 9 months ago: Bursting on the insides, from the flames which are away, every moment in Time is nothing, not now, n … more →
wrote 9 months ago: text: Why does everything I write have to be meaningful? I’m staring at a blank page at a coff … more →
wrote 11 months ago: We grow old and haggard And sick Travelling on trembling Aching legs Forever out into the Crying, sa … more →