Live your life to its fullest because we are frail creatures, and death is staring us in the face.
Category: Writings
Blog posts by yours truly
The Sun Always Rises
Hail is on the sea. It bounces on the waves and disappears into leaping froth. Some sinks quietly into oblivion, some drops like feather snow but always there is a flash of water as it gives up the ghost and becomes the mighty ocean. From the freedom of the skies it has fallen into the…
Species of Lout
I can’t stand it any longer – that kind of teenage boy that lurks around every corner in every public school , the kind that collects girlfriends (who knows how) like he collects dirt and always mutters profanity no matter what the context.
Small Acts
Every time a boy holds a door for me, my hope in humanity is renewed. Maybe society isn’t decomposing like roadkill. Maybe we still have some notions of etiquette. Bless you! (Or curse you if you’ve lost the habit of holding doors.) Farewell.