Monday Evening Thoughts: 11.3.25

‘Tis the time of the year, again. The autumnal hues are all but spent, as this part of the Earth recedes coloration and light, and the limited shades and elongated darkness emerge forth again. Yet, it may be that within all this growing grey, the vibrancy must be found internally. A terrifying prospect, I know….

Monday Evening Thoughts: 10.20.25

After a day of mostly overcast and listless precipitation, that central daytime star decided to emerge within the atmosphere and cast one last shadow of light before retreating to the other side of the planet. So, I sit and write, again. All drenched with vicious wonderment at what life is left here for wringing.

Monday Evening Thoughts: 10.13.25

Insights lacking, my mind is tasked with scrounging inspiration on the opposite end of the spectrum from pessimism, while attempting to avoid redundancies and the overindulgence of self that might not even be interesting enough for an advice column in some newspaper thirty years ago.

Monday Evening Thoughts: 10.6.25

Still feeling the accelerated temperature from all these smoldering yesterdays, I look forward to see what is to come. Either the brightness is blinding in its ever presence, or the void has consumed all the visible spectrum so even the next step remains a mystery. But be it vast illumination or total darkness, it is…