The Fan

Sometimes I stare at the ceiling and the only thing willing to move is the fan. I’m floating on the bed; laying still, but slowly sinking without care. Why should I? The fan does what its told, but does it get tired? Does it have to be inspired? Does it have to multi-task with deadlines?Continue reading “The Fan”

Tired.

I am so tired. The screen blurs as I am forced to type for a paper due today. My head hurts as I talk to stranger among stranger for the benefit of my job. My body aches as I am forced to exercise for the sake of my health and life longevity. My mind depressesContinue reading “Tired.”

The Evening I Almost Checked Myself into a Mental Hospital

We are about to get real with this one. Yesterday, I almost checked myself into a hospital. I had a mental/nervous/panic breakdown where I could not move, I was shaking and trembling, and I had WAY too many thoughts in my head. All I could do in that moment is DM a friend who I’veContinue reading “The Evening I Almost Checked Myself into a Mental Hospital”