As I was reading my Vexations from a day back in May 2005, I realized how accurate we can be when we declare, with...
As we prophesy we manifest
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Erasing Myself
But I can’t do it alone. I’m not sure what it is that I am exactly missing to be able to write as I did before. I...
Once again, it’s four in the morning
For a while this was the magic hour, the time when I felt the most inspired, the time where the muse awoke and words...
Today
I thought today about ending my life, and I am still thinking about it, and it’s not because of you that I want to not...
Rambles… Nothing but Rambles
This is messy, so very messy. I started counting the hours this morning when you told me you are coming back, but now...
And then again… once again
I miss writing so much, I miss reading the Jo behind the words; that Jo that I leave behind more often than not, the...
You
I always think of you, many times a day and sometimes, many times during the same moment. I imagine you... your eyes,...
The (Un)certainty of the Early Hours
I wish I could put a finger on it... that place where all the moments I imagine happen at once... in the early hours...
Online dating and The oddity of normalcy
It admittedly started as pure curiosity –after all, at least two years needed to pass before I could allow myself...