I met Trevor.
My tiny hero.
The little man that survived a horrific car crash and and what was likely to be a fatal traumatic brain injury. Somehow Trevor can take everything in my life and show me the other end of it all. Like a telescope turned around Trevor can show me how the microchasms of everyday life mean nothing when compared to the scope of our world.
Sunday, June 12, 2011
Sunday, June 5, 2011
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Sunday, April 10, 2011
Thursday, March 31, 2011
spring fever?
I don't know why I am here. I don't know what I want to write or who I want to read it.
But some days, some nights, it takes every thing I have to keep breathing. The world can seem like a hostile place and occasionally one needs to retreat into one's shell and... just breathe. Let it all roll in and out without over thinking things.
So I somehow find myself here. Writing meaningless drivel and still unsure where to head from here.
But some days, some nights, it takes every thing I have to keep breathing. The world can seem like a hostile place and occasionally one needs to retreat into one's shell and... just breathe. Let it all roll in and out without over thinking things.
So I somehow find myself here. Writing meaningless drivel and still unsure where to head from here.
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Saturday, December 11, 2010
Someday Never Comes
If I ever learn to play the guitar it will be so I can play this song with my own hands.
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