December 31, 1992: a cemetery of the mind

This is a very special episode in which I attend a party. I'm going to need you to mentally and spiritually prepare yourselves, because it's excruciating. I start out with a poem I haven't what would buy a meal to feed a starving louse. And I must beg, and I must steal, or moulder in the … Continue reading December 31, 1992: a cemetery of the mind


December 30, 1992

God, I can't wait until break is over. It seems as though I've spent my life being different from my natural self in order to fit in. As if I must conform to the identities of others, interpret their identities and apply them to fit in. The longest phone conversation I've had with E in … Continue reading December 30, 1992