Winchester’s Ghost

That left me trying to piece together and scout around at what was left over, the foundational pieces of who I am. I found the pieces that I could change, that didn't hold weight any longer, and those that never did.

Just Don’t Stay

What happened felt like I was taking a long run at a moving train in hopes I could tackle it and derail the thinking that had rutted my tracks so deeply.

Children of the Scorn

We ultimately have a responsibility to uphold, and finding those weaving abilities again is just a part of it, and coming this core belief comprehension is just a small part of that.

Joy 2.0

It is a practice in acceptance, a discovery of more tolerance, and a space clearing exercise that helps in these confined times.

Changing Signs

The signs we put up at first are right on the edges of those places of thought, right next to the addictions, those destinies of disaster.

Digging In

Working on accepting the hard to accept The warm air felt almost otherworldly as I took my bike on a long overdue ride. I had to get out of the house, there was nothing wrong other than the confinement of the last few months. The clearing of the mind was almost an emergency order as... Continue Reading →

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