A Day in the Life of a Workaholic’s Bystander

In my lifetime i’ve had the distinct misfortune of having a few people very close to me become addicted to work.  I understand people who are passionate, who want to keep doing what they’re doing for what may seem like ridiculously long spurts because they simply love it that much – they are in the…

Fate?

I have always talked and thought about “fate” as if it were a thing that exists in the universe, while also keeping it ambiguous to myself and others as to whether or not I REALLY believe that important life experiences and events are “fated.” For over a year now, I’ve gone on with this idea…

Breaking Silence in the Night

An old poem of mine dug up today: Breaking silence in the Night “I need to be with other people” I understood I accepted I was fine How could I be fine? I should have been cut It should have hurt I wasn’t surprised Almost as if I had already known Or felt the same…