Physical possessions are a curse. Especially when you have to move. We spend our 20’s thinking, “I need more stuff.” We spend our 30’s thinking, “I can afford this stuff.” We spend our 40’s thinking, “I have too much stuff.” Is it really a universal truth that if you need something, it will become available […]
Category Archives: Journal
Cat Landing
For those of you keeping score, I’ve found a new apartment. It’s about a mile south of my current home, in my previous neighborhood. It’ll be nice to get back there, since that area is closer to my usual haunts. But it won’t be this place. Nine years, two months. Four jobs. Countless shift rotations […]
Force Over Distance
2020 keeps fucking delivering. Last month, I called my landlord to renew my lease. It was then that he let me know, sotto voce, they’re only doing month-to-month from now on, and the reason is because the private owner of this 44-unit complex has been in a year-long contract for sale to a corporate owner, […]
Dream Down
Dreams are bullshit and mean nothing, generally. But sometimes they can be used to reveal where your head’s at. Here’s where my head’s at: I’m hanging out with a lot of people, out in the world. Finally, there’s society. We’re talking, having fun. Sun’s out and everything’s green and warm. Blue sky day. This girl […]
Cold Hearth
They said prepare my stores for winter,But winter took a different form.Now my larder’s full with useless chattel,And my quarantine house is forlorn.