the oak doors loom heavy large gateways to clarity the therapist will see me now my turn to lay prone … Continue reading therapy
I’m back from a short break of preparing to leave. It was a great weekend with friends and family, and … Continue reading An Ode to my Hometown: Happy Again
If you’re from Louisville and haven’t been to Jefferson Memorial Forest, you’re missing out. It’s just outside the city in … Continue reading An Ode to my Hometown: Healing
I’ll cut to the chase. This one is rough for me to write. As I wrapped up my last post, … Continue reading An Ode to my Hometown: Rock Bottom
Today is a bit different, for several reasons. Mostly, this place isn’t in my hometown. This is also where things … Continue reading An Ode to my Hometown: What Now?
the silence the space between, the gap where distraction ends and the mind begins eroding your best defenses your most … Continue reading silence
here I am again sitting all alone I hate this place but it still feels like home struggling for air … Continue reading nowhere else to go