Rough day? Rough week? Terrible month. A year that leapt too far? Lay your head down. Realize that pillow is still soaked with blood, sweat, tears from the night before. Hence, the moldypillow. This blog is about that struggle.
And everything that follows.
here's an occasional marker placed when i witness a soulful interaction. this allows me to come back to that moment at any point. reflection is optional. these soulful intonations vary in intensity. the one i reflect on today is probably a 6.53. a man sits next to me. we consider ourselves to be good friends. perhaps not the ones who feed each other secrets rather the kind to flash a palm hello. tonight, he is compelled to tell me something that not many people know. a night