On the Eve

I’m 29, it’s Christmas Eve, and I just threw up in my parents’ bathroom. I’m in a really good place in life despite the questionable decision to mix wine and whiskey during a particularly intense bout of battling tops earlier this evening. I’m at least half drunk writing this post and the room keeps spinning towards me, but I want to remember this feeling because … Continue reading On the Eve

Endless trains of the faithless

I am tired. There has been a feeling growing inside me for a while now. It has manifested itself in doubts of worth and questions of value, in musings of “what are we all really trying to do here?” My livelihood is largely dependent on me spending my days in an office behind a computer fabricating projects for myself to help market a company that … Continue reading Endless trains of the faithless