At the therapist
You say it’s only healing while I pick at scabs coping, hoping that someday I’ll learn to live with stitches, stretch of scars and this: my skin’s too thin to […]
You say it’s only healing while I pick at scabs coping, hoping that someday I’ll learn to live with stitches, stretch of scars and this: my skin’s too thin to […]
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis
Now we see through a glass, darkly
Poems and psychosis.
rejuvenatement - not retirement
words and scribble.
The Quantumverse
Poetry, Photography, haiku,