Two years since I posted.
I moved to California. Was happier.
Now I'm feeling blue.
Hoping it's just a phase.

We noticed that most of the kids were turned around and oooing and ahhing at the thousands of fireflies making the trees behind us twinkle.

What are you reading and is it any good?

The last year in brief ( Read more... )

A whole stinkin' year since I've been here.

Bedfellow is gone. A lot ( Read more... )

I discovered a nifty trick ( Read more... )

Didn't off myself or anything. I just needed to write those things some neverwhere to get the rattle dissipated. But not so neverwhere that I can't go summon up their hindsight wisdom ( Read more... )

The words that weight you down the road suicidal are not low, mean or label words ( Read more... )

The worst part of not having my meds is the floating. Floating seems like a pleasant thing but it's not. I feel myself on the bed while I'm floating, every imperfect part of the comfort of it saturates my awareness but still I am not part of it. Thinking too hard about this makes the floating worse. My teeth feel like they are floating free, in ( Read more... )