Speaking amidst the contemplation. Vocalizing our sincerest delights beneath the quilt of amendments. Priceless thoughts; our true life. Accounting for every word given. War poisoned our ideals. Vocabulary twisted unequivocally; Context now compromised and demonized. Watching every word taken. We no longer know what to say. Continue reading Loose Lips
It is 3 a.m. The wind is blowing garbage. Going back to bed. Continue reading Blowhard
Perspective; aging distortions from my reflection in a dirty mirror. Relentless thoughts telling me to accept whatever people put in front of me. Constant ridicule about my sensitivity Emotions poured back into the bottle. Aches and pains my body and mind pushing towards a regressive failure. Admonition induces anxiety; social presence pulls a blanket of darkness over my eyes. Continue reading Aches
Despite the fact that our air-conditioner stopped working at home this weekend, we made the most of our weekend. Continue reading A Fun Weekend
