I'm Positive...It's Negative
Some mornings to get to good you have to first decide whether to have a cup of coffee or a second sleep. Life may be best if it was lived as if my thoughts,...
Join my chat
Today I’m announcing a brand new addition to my Substack publication: the the kirkyard subscriber chat. This is a conversation space in the Substack app that...
Isn't It Evident?
Texting is a way to tell others that the distance between a handshake, a fist-bump, a touch, or a hug, is infinite. The machines are breathing. I had an...
I'm A Cumberbitch.
What I have been doing this morning... (I love those three dots. My favorite punctuation, besides three asterisks.) Slept in because my car is in the shop...
Enduring. How Endearing.
Easter. Sunday morning. Neither have any meaning for me. I sit. I drink a second cup of coffee. And now I write. If anyone has read any of my other posts you...
Deployed
03/21/2020There are no rhymes or reasons for the following. Enjoy it or deplore it. Whatever way you wore it, deploy it. 02/14/2020 Esmé Weijun Wang •...
Animus
Celebrate? https://cactus.app/reflection/icDXYcRce9yxgJ2d4N2Z?ref=paulthewalker%40yahoo.com&utm_medium=prompt-share-note&utm_source=cactus.app It's...
On We Go
It's been awhile since I published anything, I know. It's not from lack of wanting to. It's from a lack of energy. Energy that's been sapped by depression,...
It's Dark Enough
It was so brave of me to wake up this morning. It was so brave of me to hold in a scream. It was so brave of me to weather the anguish. It was so brave of me...
Raising The Bar
There is hope. Trump. Toast. Pass the butter. But I'm also afraid the damage has been done. Could it get worse? Yes. The bar has been lowered. 9 times out of...
Beginning's Begin Again...
and endings need an end. Good morning. I hope the morning and mornings for you don't feel like most mornings do for me. Not good. And not a morning in the...
Day 70: Need Nothing
Daylight/Nightlight... Yes. Watching and feeling it get darker an hour earlier each evening makes me feel like "Good Day Sunshine" by The Beatles is a tease....
Day 69: Nothing New
Neapolitan ice cream. Over half of a half gallon. Gone. The other half is shame and guilt. I have hit a wall. A lull. A depressed state. I need lifting. I...
Day 68.2: Be My (Pay) Pal
I’m going to take a donation of $25,000 from anyone (and everyone) random who retweets this because you feel like being nice to me. (Or at the very least,...
Day 68: Enjoy The Show
How To Win At Solitaire: don't play it. How To Win At Being Solitary: resign yourself. How To Win At Being: consider it an alternative reality. How To Win:...
Day 67: I Meant To. Honestly.
Honesty. Honestly. I feel like I'm losing my mind. I feel like I'm losing. I feel. I'm curious. What is the first priority of living? Or, what is the first...
Day 66: It's Time
I'm going to be leaving the house soon. Sun is shining and bright. I need bright. Dark night. Dog barked from two. No relief in sight. I love my mind at...
Day 65: No ***
The morning. The coffee. The thoughts. My Acer laptop has the worst build quality of any laptop I've owned. The case is barely put together. Especially in...
Day 64: Hell Yells
I want to scream. I need to yell. Next door neighbor's dog has been barking for 6 days straight. This is my 6th year of listening to it. I live in a county...
Day 63: Did Not Forget
Missed a lot of days I know. But it is day 63 of #100days. Just not in a row. So here we go... Was told by a Christian that they will see me going to hell...