Lost Letters

As I was going through some boxes that have been packed up for some time, I came across a bundle of letters. There were nine of them. They were all dated throughout the year of 1993. I had just left college in Tennessee and moved to Washington State. I was in a foreign culture and … Continue reading Lost Letters

All Of This Is Just a Hologram

Endings become beginnings sometimes, and frankly, it doesn't always feel good. No. It feels like being a valuable crystal ball, dropped and shattered, then listening to the one who drops me saying, "Ah. It's just stuff." Yanno what? My heart isn't monetary. I'm not just stuff. "Well, I paid you back." does not erase the … Continue reading All Of This Is Just a Hologram