Tag Archives: remorse
Derealization
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
Showered and Blue-Blazered…
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
A Quote by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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
My New Life
Most people haven’t yet read what I’m about to post, so I’m posting it here on the primary page of my blog. I didn’t think to post it here until this morning when a beautiful and intelligent writer friend of … Continue reading
