Monthly Archives: September 2020

In last night’s dream, I killed someone and hid the body in somebody’s bedroom, in between the bed and the nightstand. I can’t recall the act of murder, how I did it, or the identity of the (male) victim. Or … Continue reading →

I feel like I’m on the verge of something and it might be significant. Or it might not. But it feels like something’s coming. It might be my vision from my left eye, slowly returning. Or an impending move. Or … Continue reading →

Today was a retina surgery kind of day. An interocular lens replacement kind of day. It was quite an ordeal. The anesthesiologist somehow managed not to anesthetize me and I was awake for the entire procedure which was supposed to … Continue reading →

I may have accidentally outlived my body’s usefulness. And now I’m not quite what to do next, other than to pretend that it never happened.

If I had a way to count the number of barbecues I have missed this summer, I am not sure if I would use it. They would be innumerable. Insurmountable. And I am not sure why I would even attempt … Continue reading →

I’m exhausted. Exhausted by all of the nothing that is happening. So much nothing. It’s endless. This nothingness. I am at a loss for words to describe all of this negative space I occupy. The only thing that feels different … Continue reading →

I’ve been coasting all day. Avoiding anything remotely uncomfortable or decisive. But I guess avoidance leads to numbness which leads discomfort about numbness and uncertainty about how it will end, except in a sentence such as this one. I have … Continue reading →

I don’t understand why dusk goes by so quickly these days. I am dusk-deprived. What else don’t I understand? Why am I always 32 years late for everything? It doesn’t seem fair. It’s not fair that i am the oldest … Continue reading →