There’s a word bouncing around the ol’ noggin as I sit here, attempting to squeeze some meaning out of the evening. It has been all over the means of electronic connectivity today, so its residence in my current mind is not lacking in sense. Though, I must confess the current expression of the word is…
Category: monday evening thoughts
Monday Evening Thoughts: 4.1.24
The night before last was one of short sleep and antagonistically active dreams. Not nightmares, though those are not unknown by your narrator. These were of a different kind. The sort that gets right at one, in ways that can only be done from the unguarded inside. The sort that when one returns from the…
Monday Evening Thoughts: 3.25.24
It feels, a bit, as though I’ve been dampening down parts of myself lately. If not entirely shaving them away. That I’ve been ceasing to be the fuller version of myself that I not only wish to be- but seem to feel the instinctual drive that I must be. Might be hubris, but the ignorance…
Monday Evening Thoughts: 3.11.24
Not always, but often enough, I find myself feeling as though this is all some self-interrogation. Perhaps it has to do with the timing. Or the balance of cerebral chemistry that brewing in this regularly occurring timeslot. Isolated under the lonely light, I attempt to rip apart the forefront of thought to find some deeper…
The Veracious Facade 