The Life of a Music Monkey
In three days I go to the Hospital for my decompression surgery. You never think that You will need brain surgery. We tend to take for granted our functioning bodies. 354 more words
13 hours, 45 minutes ago
Dear Reader, this is where The Story starts. It’s not the beginning and it’s certainly not the end, but every story needs to start somewhere and here is where. 506 more words
14 hours, 2 minutes ago
Frânturi. Through you.
Something eddies the common routes
Of volatile thoughts.
Is light as dandelions puff
And it carries me slowly
Ahead on another intricate highway.
Beyond my spongy comprehension, 85 more words
1 week, 4 days ago
Recently, I have been dealing with some vicious headaches. There were many doctor visits where they must have
thought that I was crazy. I told them that it felt like my head was being jammed onto my neck. 260 more words
1 week, 5 days ago
The cold you, The cold me.
The blistering cold, the haunting snow, the hollow sky, I was left blind in the wilderness of my deteriorating sense, my wonder of, from where do I start? 2,006 more words
1 week, 6 days ago
pieces of my own
I hate these kind of days… moments… whatever. I really do.
And of course you don’t know what I’m talking about. Let me enlighten you, then. 431 more words
2 weeks, 1 day ago
I don’t have humorous takes on anything today. God knows there are plenty of crazy things to comment on, but I’ll leave Ben Carson for another day. 413 more words