All we do is talk up to it and around it and away from it, too. Continue reading I Am That Person Looking For Signs
I don’t love all of my life, but it is my life and I love a lot of it. Continue reading I deserve to be here, I deserve to be perfect.
maybe things are getting better. maybe i am having fun.
Continue reading Diagnostic criteria for 301.83 Borderline Personality Disorder, a journal entry
I understand that it may seem a bit odd to say this, considering that I am about to spend the next 500-800 words navel-gazing — but I’ve been thinking a lot lately about accepting the heretofore unacceptable idea that maybe I’m not that interesting. What I mean to say is this: there are a lot of discussions about how we shouldn’t hold ourselves to the … Continue reading Here Is A Thought: Maybe I Am Not That Interesting
Advocates hoped establishing the safe area would offer sex workers at least some measure of sanctuary. Continue reading A Fragile Sanctuary: England’s ‘Legal’ Red Light District
Toru stayed with me a few days. Because affection breeds a desire to possess. I googled what they might like to eat. Continue reading Introducing: Kiskadee
There are thresholds between realities as they are lived. That’s where Yanagisawa plants himself and listens. Continue reading Kyoto and the Ultrasonic Bat Detector
The concern that I know nothing whatsoever. Continue reading How Do I Know That I Know Anything At All?
How does the new breed of misogynists compare to their turn of the century predecessors? Continue reading A Testing Station For The End Of The World