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”

Diagnosis

Diagnosis…they’re handing it out to me like bills. Major Depression. Social Anxiety. Obesity. Diabetes. Sleep Apnea. Insomnia. Carpal Tunnel. Bell’s Palsy as a teen. How am I even alive? How am I still striving? This isn’t even mentioning past poverty, discrimination, loneliness, self-confidence, and other things that effect the diagnosis’s above, but are separate issuesContinue reading “Diagnosis”