I actually needed a haircut


I actually *needed* a haircut! The grey always looks more impressive in person. I think I’m about 1/3 grey now. Also note…this fits in the palm of my hand. All of it. 3-4 months worth. Guess you can say my hair is…efficient.

An etheral, erie calm

Adrenalin advances. Legs twitch. Thighs quiver like a marathon round of squats. Gut is fuzzy. Belly, gassy. Soul buzzed and burned. A dream-state of a near-death tunnel-of-darkness experience. Rest does not come. I am alone.

Consciousness in the continuum asserts. The tide ebbs and flows from high to low. The wind blows to relieve and equalize pressure. Natural negotiation supporting many landscapes and realities, seeking to find an uneasy truce. Comfort is close. I am not alone.

I’m out of memory. Phone buzzing alerts. Shit.

Repent. Reboot. Repeat.

I am now calm.

I am alive.

Cherish this view


The view from MY bedroom. Cherish it. I decided to lift the blinds and blackout curtains this one time while I got rid of the AC, cleaned and danced and sang badly. I may keep this view through stormageddon 2016.