The Magic of Two Years

Hi, everyone, I've kinda forgotten what it was like making a blog post that isn't structured. But what do you know, another year has passed and I've apparently been blogging for two years now? Wow. I have to be honest with you-- it's been tough. I've been dragging the last few months, but I have… Continue reading The Magic of Two Years

poetry · prose


Friday, April 19, 2019. Daily Brit Wit. Tearaway:  Noun, British  A person who behaves in a wild or reckless manner. "My heart tells me this is goodbye gently nudging like a whimpering puppy despondency in wide eyes and maybe if I don't see I'll never watch another twilight fade into night I'll live in that echoing… Continue reading Tearaway

poetry · prose


Tuesday, April 16, 2019. Daily Brit Wit. Bladdered:  Adjective, British informal  Extremely drunk. "You are the personification of my anxiety attacks constricting my heart inside a too tight cage pressure exerting invisible forces which hold up the galaxy presses down on my heart and maybe I'll balloon up with lightheadedness or perhaps my eyes will explode like… Continue reading Bladdered