It’s a late Friday night alone, and my demons are talking at me. They’re telling me that since I am alone, late on a Friday night, that I obviously must have done something wrong with my life. That there had to be one missed opportunity, one blind moment, one bad mistake early on in my …
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To Feel Love
I’m going to write about a dream. This morning, I had a fucked-up dream. I was in love; this girl and I were hanging out. Something small was in bloom. As dreams go, she dropped out of the plot as I went elsewhere. I was in a big house, ostensibly a place I lived in. …
Addicted to Your Love
On Valentine’s Day, in a twist of synchronicity, CNN published an article detailing a study on the neurology of love. According to study results, that new-ness and need for exploration I felt earlier in the week was a hunger for what can likewise be called an addiction. In the study, test volunteers, newly in love, …
1999-09-27 The Farm: thoughts (from the archives)
Part of a series of posts from my old website archives. Enjoy! [thoughts] something to consider. 9.27.99 Seeds of love I witnessed the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen online this weekend. What I talk about is art. “Art online? There’ve been paintings posted online since the web began,” you say. No. This goes beyond …
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