Was it courage? Some sort of boldness and bravery, that would lead me to this place? The cliff upon which I would dive out into the harrowing depths of my own consciousness. The precipice from which I would precipitate an amateur ideology that somehow always reassured some sense of self belief. Was it that…
Tag: monday
Monday Evening Post: 12.14.20
It may have been a fortunate thing. To have had at least a bit of a temper, since some of the youngest days I can recall.
Monday Evening Post: 5.4.20
I wanted to say it was anxiousness that caught me before I sat here to write. It was not. It was fear.