Inside me, suspended between my sternum and diaphragm At the base of where I imagine my heart there is a kernel of False Knowledge The fear that there is something about me seen by the world, to which I am blind That makes me inherently Unlovable
When I go for a walk and happen to go past your place occasionally I will look over towards where I imagine you to be. It’s a habit I haven’t quite broken yet. On a wintery evening you were at my place in an attempt to reforge our relationship. After an ending that tore so […]
Once again I’m revamping my website. My inner monologue wants to be negative and start a long winded case about sticking with things. Unfortunately, or rather fortunately, I’m not buying that bullshit anymore. Change is good. Trust the mystery. Each time I start over here I feel like I have a better idea of what […]