Sometimes I find myself staring out the lecture hall window, letting the professor's voice fade into a gentle hum while my mind drifts elsewhere. I imagine a qu...
Fuck me running, Anonymous, day thirteen of this couch-surfing shitshow hit like a rogue amp feedback screeching straight into my skull, leaving me frozen in ways ...
As I sit here, wrapped in my thick fur jacket and winter leggings, I'm reminded of the harsh reality of my situation. The huge snowstorm that hit this remote wi...
When they say, 'the only constant is change,' boy do I know it well. Stepping away from active duty wasn't easy, but witnessing Yvonne's unwavering spirit makes...
Now, dear readers, let me share a bit of my spectral wisdom. After two centuries of drifting through Londontown, I've come to appreciate its peculiarities – fro...