Writing, toxin or tonic?

I started this article sometime last year, and was just passing by right now. Anyway, I’ve decided to finish it. So…. What is writing? A toxin or tonic? Poison or medicine? Writing is my drug, I need it sometimes and at other times I fear it. I am choleric I think. I am unable to … Continue reading Writing, toxin or tonic?


A mugumo tree has fallen

I lost my grandpapa the other day. Well not the other day but well, you get it. So this is going to be sort of an eulogy and a mix of other things. I do not know how to deal with death. I freeze, it doesn’t seep through to my being that someone is truly … Continue reading A mugumo tree has fallen