The discomfort in becoming.… that’s heavy on my mind. It’s this sense that what i am is different in each moment from what i was and that in my next breath… i will be something altogether different still. i want to stop it or at least catch my fucking breath, but i’m also damn curious … Continue reading
Monthly Archives: November 2014
it seems real
The last few days… damn… the sheer volume of need around me (and within me… who am i kiddin… i’m fairly dripping with it myself) i say to C that i feel like i’ve been moving from wound to wound at work… trying to help people who need help and all the while feeling utterly … Continue reading
the rich declare themselves poor
Ah… the morning after election and all i can think is this… i am Praying for Time Continue reading
