September 2024
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An Elegy for Present Pain, Past Love, and Future Plans
It’s been a while since I’ve been through a breakup. My last one, well last one that actually mattered, was my freshman year of college. It was with a girl named Hayley. The whole relationship was bad, it was distant, it was toxic, I was immature, so was she. The breakup wasn’t any better. In…
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Ebbing (A Farewell to Mania)
For the past week, maybe five days, I’ve felt that familiar feeling of decay, mold growing around my fingertips and roots coiling around my throat and blood flowing slower and colder. I can’t seem to get myself out of bed and when I inevitably do, I just end up sitting on the couch for hours…
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Aphasia
Language is a wonderful, or perhaps nauseating, aspect of living. It’s trite, but the tiny ripples of air that hit my ears have done much more damage to me than any amount of falls or scrapes or bruises or whatever. Just little, itty bitty waves. My ex and I spoke Friday, I believe. It was…
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Nights on the Spinning Plate
Fun fact: your sinuses really affect your bodies ability to re-pressurize your ears or whatever on planes. Specifically, if you have an issue with your sinuses, such as COVID, then descending on an airplane feels like your skull is going to split and your eyes are going to pop. In my case, the pain in…
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last will and testament
to start off, I had a fun dream last night where my mom and sister’s cats escaped onto campus, specifically Sylvia and Parmesan. I got on a bike with a duffel bag and just started picking up kittens – by the end I had a full case of cats including Sylvia but no parm. Weird…
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fever dreams
its currently 4am Seattle time and I have just awoken from one of the most fucked up dreams of my life for context, again, I have Covid, which sort of ruined my entire trip here, didn’t get to go to the music festival, didn’t get to go out and explore, just been bedridden since Saturday…
