12.31.23
I've never really liked New Year's despite having fond memories of many, especially when I was younger. I don't know why- perhaps because it feels like standing on the edge of a temporal precipice, from which I can see all the cliffs I wish I'd scaled earlier, and below which lies misty uncertainty. I just hope there's not too many rocks at the bottom.
A Pocket Archive (19)
I've never heard a transformer blow before. It's like listening to a cannon go off.


Merry Christmas
Dear survivors, Remember that you are NOT what happened to you. The holidays can be difficult for many of us, but no matter what, never...
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9.11.23


Ad Astra per Aspera
Sometimes I get frustrated with painting. I've been trying to catch up on commissions, and my reference picture for this one is very...


Holiday Reading
I have the BEST brother in the world. Christmas is a very difficult time of year for my family and I, especially following what happened...
A Pocket Archive (17)
I stare at the legal pad in front of me, chewing on my bottom lip and tapping my pen against the table. The paper is a soft pink, with celestial graphics in the margins and the perfectly spaced gold lines that beg for a story to be scribed onto them. And yet, as I start to press my nib down, my hand starts to shake again- I just can't do it. A line of deep, black splotches covers the top of the page and I sigh. I've wanted to tell this story so many times, but now, I don't kn









