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To Be Born Again…

Posted on November 4, 2013 by

I feel like doing something drastic. At this point I think something drastic is necessary. I feel like shaving my beard. Or my head. Maybe both. I feel like getting all of my tattoos removed, or getting a whole shit-load … Continue reading →

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Derealization

Posted on October 29, 2013 by

I hate that feeling when you don’t know what to do with yourself; when you’re alone, and there’s plenty to do, but you don’t do any of it because all of it seems foreign, like you just walked into a … Continue reading →

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Showered and Blue-Blazered…

Posted on August 17, 2013 by

I hate the early morning, and the ugly light of sunrise; it’s the harbinger of meticulously knotted ties, and thick black, bitter drinks. I hate the way I speak, as if everything is important; everything is funny, everything is fine. … Continue reading →

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A Note to My Love on the Day of My Death

Posted on July 26, 2013 by

I fear the permanent silence that comes when death loosens the knots of life, and we slip into the undiscovered country. I fear that hole in my heart knowing that it’s something that can never be repaired; that absolution is … Continue reading →

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A Quote by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Posted on June 28, 2013 by

I was supposed to make a grand entry today, but I was preoccupied with the care of my friend who is recovering from reconstructive surgery as a result of a serious injury. I have left him in the care of … Continue reading →

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Philip James Donovan

Posted on May 9, 2013 by

  May 8th is an important date. Yeah, I know that May 8, 1429 was the day that French troops under Joan of Arc rescued Orleans. But it’s important for more than that. It’s the day that my best friend … Continue reading →

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