Category: Nostalgia

Jon is the opposite. Expects nothing in return yet is able to convey the beauty of how messy life is. I felt that my silence during the testimonials could capture this feeling.

Meeting a fellow human where they are is one of life’s greatest pleasures.

One of my earliest delusions was that hearing train crossings was an invitation for me to kill myself on the tracks. That solving crosswords with violent implements as words to search for was a devilish reckoning. The second big influence on my psychology was strong color associations. Sky and fuchsia for Luke; a black majority…