A Case Of The Wibbly Wobbilies

Time. A swirling vortex of mass, substance, and neon luminescent gas. Ever-changing, evolving, turning itself inside and out. A chameleon and a con man. The good guy and the villain. The hero and the arch-nemesis. All-consuming and apathetic. It is everything and it is nothing at all. An illusion. A game. A lie, but oneContinue reading “A Case Of The Wibbly Wobbilies”

The Meaningless Meaning Of An Outbreak Monkey

“Life has to be given a meaning because of the obvious fact that it has no meaning.” ― Henry Miller I’ve been stuck in a time loop for a few weeks so maybe this is coming from a place of madness, loneliness, or too much alone time with my demons. Isolated in my eight hundredContinue reading “The Meaningless Meaning Of An Outbreak Monkey”

The Cripple Versus The Zombie Apocalypse

*Before I get into today’s post, I want to take a minute to remember the lives lost and the lives changed nineteen years ago. 9/11 is a painful anniversary for so many of you and the constant reminder, constant coverage, can make it worse so I’ll keep it short. Please know that you’re in myContinue reading “The Cripple Versus The Zombie Apocalypse”

The Existential Crisis Of Chipmunk Urine

“I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.”  ― Douglas Adams, The Long Dark Tea-Time of the Soul I struggle to consolidate the differences between what I expected from life and how life has turned out. The dreams I had whenContinue reading “The Existential Crisis Of Chipmunk Urine”

A Moment of Pettiness And Petulance

I don’t want to do this. I don’t want to sit down and write. I don’t think I have anything to say that will be of value or contribute to the greater discourse. At least, not today. Today, I’m not feeling that great physically or mentally. My body hurts, my heart aches, and I justContinue reading “A Moment of Pettiness And Petulance”

It Doesn’t Have To Be A Genie In A Lamborghini

One can pay back the loan of gold, but one dies forever in debt to those who are kind. – Malayan proverb The call had come late in the afternoon, the previous day, and we’d been waiting in the hospital ever since. Six hours. Ten hours. The hands-on the clock ticked away loudly. It wasContinue reading “It Doesn’t Have To Be A Genie In A Lamborghini”

First World Smudges

Damn it, I have to clean my glasses again. It’s the pandemics fault! No, I’m not being ridiculous. You’re being ridiculous. What? I don’t know! Before this, I didn’t have to wipe smudges off my glasses nearly as often. Now, every ten minutes there’s a new smudge. I blame the mask I have to wear.Continue reading “First World Smudges”

Blessed To Be Weird?

“Blessed are the weird people. Poets, misfits, writers, mystics, painters, & troubadours; for they teach us to see the world through different eyes.” –  Jacob Nordby, Blessed Are The Weird: A Manifesto For Creatives. I’ve said this before, but in case you’re new or have a memory like mine: I’m weird and awkward. No, it’sContinue reading “Blessed To Be Weird?”

A Discovery Of Locution

Words are hard. That’s it, that’s all I wanted to say so, good night. I should probably write more than fourteen words, right? Oo, look at that, I’m at twenty-three…No Thirty. Can I just fill up this entire post with a running word count? Has anyone done that? If so: ballsy. Has anyone read thatContinue reading “A Discovery Of Locution”

At The Risk Of Being Cancelled

“Saints are sinners who kept on going.” – Robert Louis Stevenson How bored are you right now? On a scale of absentmindedly channel surfing to reorganizing your kitchen cupboards for the fourteenth time. Where are you sitting? Somewhere in the middle? Like, what, mop the floors, or try a new banana bread recipe? It hadContinue reading “At The Risk Of Being Cancelled”