Temporary Homes

In late November my reoccurring dreams started to change along with me. Over the months I obsessed over them, concentrating on details of the new layouts, new friends; entranced dejavu lasted hours after waking up. Described as a new nostalgia on a life not lived yet. Not here anyways. It doesn't exist. It's a neon … Continue reading Temporary Homes

Jon

One of my best friends unexpectedly died late Tue, March 28th. Been grieving, can't stop crying, again a mess from another death. I wasn't mentally built for this type of news. Someone who called me everyday, sometimes multiple times a day. Yeah, he did drive me crazy, but he was my fucking crazy! Every single … Continue reading Jon