People who equate truth with fact are missing the point.

Aftermath

I don’t usually give advice. Even if you ask me for advice, I might shrug because really, why would I think that I know more than you about anything?

But grief…I know a lot about that. It’s a shitty thing on which to be an expert, but that doesn’t mean I should let that . . . → Read More: Aftermath

It’s a Whole New World, Baby

I’ve been reading the weirdest stuff lately. Not weird, really, just weird for me. POW accounts and memoirs by survivors of violent crimes, tales of child abuse and war, and other tragic stories that are typically far too painful for me to stomach.

In general, I figure the depths of human depravity are what . . . → Read More: It’s a Whole New World, Baby

Driftwood

Depression is rage spread thin. ~George Santayana

I hate everyone and everything. Even the coffee I brought with me to my desk is all wrong. I hate flavored coffee, and I hate the person who used up all the regular coffee and didn’t go buy more.

I hate that the person who did that . . . → Read More: Driftwood

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