Impossible to work

I have received word that a friend recently asked another friend what had happened to my bleak and cynical view of life. Gentle reader, do not fear, I am still bitterly jaded by the nothing new of the sun’s diurnal arc and the vast (sometimes green, often brown) wasteland that it never fully illuminates. It’s […]

While poking through everything I’ve ever written that I still have in order to find a name for this blog, I came across a journal that I kept in the 5th grade. I remember making it, in particular the abstract marker drawing on the cover. I also remember thinking that it was going to be […]