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…