I’d dream of you again

For the first time in ages I found myself dreaming of a forlorn friendship of ages past with no chance of redemption. I don't know why my dreams would draw me back to him, but it was comforting to see him again. Inevitably he stopped talking to me at the end, and I remember holding [...]

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Transition

Wednesday marked my good-bye too Hannaford; almost made it to the 2 year mark, but I realized I'm losing money working there compared to doing Uber. Yesterday I managed to get the last of the money I needed to pay my phone bill before it's disconnected, and as a result, I'm finally in a position [...]

My Second Podcast

I wish I could snag the first podcast off the other app, but it won't let me. I switched too Podbean because it allows for more talk time, easier layout, and it's designed well. From now on my podcast will be through here. My second one was more of a spur of the moment thing [...]

Addiction, blogs, and the mental element

Tired beyond belief in mind, body, and soul, I turn to my primitive mind engaging in old fantasies of the past that I entertained in my youth, consumed by lust, and the need to be loved. There's something about the emotional brain that's amazing and corruptive when left unchecked, but I find it essential at [...]

Dropping Tears of Rage to the Floor

My dream starts off in a dim cafeteria that only has small windows towards the top of the double story ceiling to provide any light; I'm volunteering through hannaford by servicing people in need when I hear a familiar voice "I wanna see carol, I miss her so much." I'd recognize that pouty voice anywhere [...]

My Dearest Nightmare

Day 1 To My Dearest Love, Forgive me if I don't know where to begin - I'm afraid my thoughts and feelings fall and scatter before me like a summer rain; I welcome and observe with a sense of melancholy what lays before me, but try as I might, I cannot catch them all. I [...]

Forlorn Lover

How long must I still be chained, tied down, and buried by the memories of you. My thoughts of you are soul consuming, and my gaze is hazy from your spell; I see, but never clearly. My strength has been weakened by your lingering blows, and I lack the ability to stand outside myself. I [...]

Murder

I'm out and about with my dad at nighttime in this highly crowded place - most likely Florida and during Mardi-gras. People have drinks in hand and as they walk down the street, and a few were a little too obnoxious. We make our way to the car whens some heavy African american dude tries [...]

Run

I was on a well paved road in Maine against the coastline. It was a beautiful & rich suburban area on top of a mountainside. To my right were houses nestled within a thicket of woods that contrasted the bright green leaves; to the left were a few darker evergreen trees against the edge of [...]