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The rut

I’ve dug and dug into the deep hole that exists within my mind. I’m convinced that if I dig deep enough I’ll hit upon a memory, a type of revelation, a sudden stroke of inspiration that will illuminate my way. ‘Just wait a moment’ I seem to say to the world. ‘Give it some time …

A Life Stolen From My Worst Fears

My evenings are usually a blur. After work, when I log out and eventually face the time, the evenings mock my day. There’s a lull otherwise, if not for the mocking evening speaking to me. So I try to slip into the discomfort as timidly as I do. Wondering if I can ever make friends …