We are made and broken on a miracle
we look on and cannot see—as though
we had sold out instinct to thought
blinding us to what the world is,
the heart’s gate to eternity. – Hines, Gilgamesh

Why is it I feel like two rights make a wrong?

It’s odd feeling this old. And tangibly jaded.

At one point, I was actually moderately terribly pleased with myself, that despite the fact that I’m a hamster not a hedgehog, I’ve been floating along with the current. Now all I can say is pleaseGodisitallover.

Fresh beginnings perhaps? Maybe its just the occasion that a Bundt pan and a pressure cooker will suffice…

i’m in a slump.

there’s panic, and fear, and anguish and worry.

not a single positive in that sentance

I have never been more tired, yet never been more happy and alive.

like the most magnificent sunset, you add colour to my days and fire to my nights.