Overanalyzing Children’s Cinema

Sometimes, it's as if my heart becomes a fist that squeezes and slams around my chest. This fist gets labelled as anxiety, and then I breathe and do other things to alleviate it. It never goes away completely, it just gets a little better. That makes me think I need to do more, and I... Continue Reading →

Normally Abnormal: ADHD, Imposter Syndrome, and Trying to be the Best Herd of Cats Herding Herds of Cats

What is up everybody? Anything new, exciting, or interesting? The day is just beginning here. The sun is peeking out over the mountains, shining directly into my eyes, making it an act of blind will to type. My cat is grandiosely showing me his asshole, like I'm supposed to give him a ribbon for world's... Continue Reading →

Renaissance, Renaissance, Renaissance!

Can’t everyone stop arguing about masks and broken political systems and on and on so we can get to the good stuff? Chant it with me: Renaissance. Renaissance. Renaissance. No Phoenix sets herself ablaze to become the same bird. No caterpillar disintegrates in the chrysalis to come out a caterpillar. Death. Rebirth. Transformation. There is... Continue Reading →

Tweaking a Bob Marley quote

I wish we were all people who did not need labels to divide and used labels purely to describe. I wish people did what made them connect with happiness, joy, and authenticity, accepted everyone for who they are and listened to whatever helps them become more of who they are. I wish money didn’t make... Continue Reading →

That’s…So…Deep, bruh

What if everything I am is a culmination of the hopes, fears, dreams, wishes, nightmares, success, and failure of everyone who came before me? If I can believe that, then how many of my desires, aspirations, hopes, wishes are mine or someone who came before me? How many of my fears, worries, limitations, and so... Continue Reading →

In the eyes of my criticism

In the eyes of my criticism   In the eyes of my criticism I cannot stand tall There are whispers to remind me I am not enough   In the eyes of my criticism Failure is the mark Where I am found lacking And everyone will know   They’ll see me the way I do... Continue Reading →

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