Category: Blog Posts

Flowers are so sad, the way they don’t life forever. It’s also sad how we expect them to be beautiful, when really it is out of their control. So what if their petals are falling? They can’t help it, can they? They can’t live past their prime and live up to all of our expectations.…

A friend tried her hand at writing today, and she wrote this. She doesn’t have a blog, so I’m posting it for her with her permission and anonymity. — I’m nine. My mom has just been hit by my dad, and she hits the floor. Nose first perhaps, because she has a nosebleed. I remember…

Instagram is corrosive to my attachment with reality. The more emotionally laden I feel, the more potent it’s numbing effect. There was a time, though, when Instagram was the anchoring to my social existence. In those days, my Instagram biography would be regularly updated, as to announce to the world and Instagram robots who I…