It's amazing to me, how terrible things can happen, one after the other like a train wreck that never stops, and still, tonight I want to write because I haven't been this happy in so long. Because with all the bad that has gone on, I still feel so lucky most of the time. The bad I'm talking about is that within the last couple of months, my ( Read more... )

There has been so much going through my head all day. I'm rereading 1984 and it's similarities with today's world is absolutely frightening, I've been thinking about regret, and I've been thinking about how unbelievably blessed I feel these days all at the same time. My thoughts are anger, followed by contemplation, followed by bliss, and the cycle ( Read more... )

I'm working on two short stories right now that I feel really good about. One is about a family who's only unity comes from their time watching television together, and the Dad decides to go on a camping trip, and it's about how disconnected they are from the earth and humanity when they are forced to face it head on. The other is about a women who ( Read more... )

There's a play by Jean Paul Satre called "No Exit" that I read a long time ago, but it just recently sparked back into my memory with a whole new meaning. His play basically says that hell is other people. Satre was an existentialist, who thought that in order to have meaning in a life that doesn't believe in the God assumption, one must find their ( Read more... )

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i could feel my old journal becoming packed with too many issues of the past and so i start again here, fresh, new.