Midsummer Nightmares

Once upon a time, A boy looked for happiness and security everywhere but within himself. He was persistent, and he was disciplined. Everything the boy tried he succeeded at, and not just succeeded, but was an outlier from his peers. The fierce competitiveness, the inherent physical ability, the enviable mental fortitude of the boy was

What We Do in the Shadows

He sat smoking a cigarette looking over the city perched from a secret park nook known to few people contemplating the insidious nature of his mind. For a moment he thought it was the grip of insanity settling in–maybe this time to stay–but then embraced the true nature of himself and sighed with relief at

Patience Please

After a year trying desperately to become someone, and one half assed becoming no one, I am reimagining some things over here, so please bear with me. Two years doing my greatest impression of J. Alfred Prufrock has lead me back home to the place that matters most and where I function best. So it’s