On the Variation of Social Species

Saw a kid walking down the street, had a totally strange kind of affect. Wore all brown, hair in 20 directions, mustache bigger than a musketeer, off-centered glide as he threw peace signs out to the car that stopped for his crosswalk. Probably high or perma-fried. The kid was so far down the strangeness scale …

First Principles: Quid Pro Quo

This night rotation has put me into a certain headspace — introspection, extrospection. Luckily, the neurochemicals are lining up and I’m seeing a few things more clearly. Spending an unhealthy amount of time alone, and I’m not too happy about that, but in this conjunction of moments, I’m relearning a few truths about being a …