Days go by, one at a time. I don’t really think about the future, about tomorrow... I don’t see anything worth living...
As we prophesy we manifest
As I was reading my Vexations from a day back in May 2005, I realized how accurate we can be when we declare, with...
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...








