the discarded writer; discarded writingsWelp. No point continuing to elaborate on this blog as it served its purpose for my betterment. I don’t want to really shape any of this…Jan 25Jan 25
Before it was a lonely feeling it was a guilty feelingI’m not quite sure I understand myself and what sort of changes I’ve experienced lately that have been overwhelmingly positive. I didn’t…Jan 17Jan 17
Using Sobriety as a Blank CanvasJust a quick update regarding my last post on trying to recover from alcoholism. By the way, I’m not really trying to turn this into a…Jan 8Jan 8
Reevaluating GoodnessI was trying to talk to myself tonight on my drive home. I guess to make it more interesting and to distract myself from any kind of…Nov 28, 2023Nov 28, 2023
Everything To Slow DownI might have decided and realized I can love life when life is slowed down. Put the brakes on ageing. Put the delay on entropy. Pause the…Nov 19, 2023Nov 19, 2023
An Apology and A Thank YouIt’s funny; I didn’t think I would be able to slip out of the rough cycle I was in long enough for my third-eye (so to speak) to open in a…Oct 25, 2023Oct 25, 2023
This is All Fucking StupidNo, it isn’t. In a way it is, but in a way it isn’t. (…) You know, there are times I can appreciate at least trying to be more literary in…Sep 28, 2023Sep 28, 2023
All is well, as they say, in the best of all possible world. Volitaire. Pascal. Who? Someone else.Aug 28, 2023Aug 28, 2023
