The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation

What is called resignation is confirmed desperation. From the desperate city you go into the desperate country, and have to console yourself with the bravery of minks and muskrats. A stereotyped but unconscious despair is concealed even under what are called the games and amusements of mankind. There is no play in them, for this [...]

I am up at 4 am

Because I had a bad dream.
At one point it was lucid and I was at least partially controlling what was going on. But it was still bad. I usually dream a lot but recently my dreams have been especially vivid. This is the first time in a while that a dream has woken me up [...]

poem that does not miss you. really.

heart.
heat.
eat.
ea.
a.
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oh.
oh.
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oh.

(Marty McConnell)

not even a little bit.
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who am I kidding?