I felt something shift today. Everyone around me did. The office too lively. I’m facing an internal conflict: a matter of my own dueling wills. I think this is what drives people mad. If you felt you were privy to something — a desirable — before a majority of the…

I think for the rest of my life this day will be hard. The irony of womb being emptied into a watery grave, on the day of St. Valentine’s triumph. It is is a silent burden: a lone summit of isolation. I had to make peace with this truth as…

I suppose this day has dragged on. Feelings of loss and emptiness pervade in these creeping hours of night. Cravings of intimacy abound. Unnoticed and Unhinged. The radiator emotes for me with a hollow crackling, echoing the emptiness of this room. I feel nothing. Part of me wants to stay. And part of me wants to leave. But where could I go? It’s difficult for the living to love the dead.

…That feels like the date of a far off world. Some mind-warp of time, presently inaccessible to all of us. I’m trying to get better. I don’t know if it is working or not. There is a lot going on right now. There is so much to process. …