Every once in a while our unconscious stumbles across the magical line between knowing and unknowing. As if attempting to create imagined happiness inside a cage of self-imposed misery, a vision comes to us that is unshakable in it's tangibility, almost impossibly real ( Read more... )

So, it turns out, when a train derails, it's pretty much impossible to put it back on the track.

Wish I'd known that before.

The dashboard clock reads 17:85 ( Read more... )

It was a morning, similar to every other morning. The gloomy sunlight peered through the curtains and agitated her eyelids as the wailing siren in her dream faded into the persistent whine of her alarm clock. Lily’s eyes fluttered open, and her arm shot out and gracelessly slapped the top of the clock until it ceased its protestations against ( Read more... )

Have you ever had a moment of perfect happiness ( Read more... )

I'M TIRED OF TALKING. I'M TIRED OF WAITING. I'M TIRED OF GETTING NO WHERE.

JUST GIVE ME SOME GODDAMN CLOSURE AND LET ME MOVE ON WITH MY LIFE.

This angry and overly personal outburst has been brought to you by the number 13, the letter W, the state of Arkansas, and my bipolarity.

"When I was a child I spoke as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child. When I became a man, I put away childish things ( Read more... )

Welcome to the end of 2007, arguably one of the best and worst years of my life. "Choose your own adventure", the tagline on the front of the book read. I wish I had gone to pages 43 and 87 instead of 56 and 22. But 45 and 62 worked out pretty well for me. If you know what I mean ( Read more... )

Sometimes light is really dark. Sometimes crows can sing like larks ( Read more... )

i woke up every morning in a bed ( Read more... )