• a thought...

    I think memories might just be stories about another person’s life that have been passed down through all the people you’ve been since then.



[originally published by Monologging, Winner of the  Monologging Pictured Pause People’s Choice Award for 2015]


I awoke from a nightmare once in my early 30s and realized that I was still a kid, and that I might always be. This is something I’d always suspected and feared. Maybe sanity, stability, and the comfort of familiarity, are all just a thin veneer beneath which we are all shivering and clinging to one another in terror at the unimaginable chaos of the universe. Maybe everything falls apart, and you can never go home again. Maybe love and relationships are just a protracted way of saying, “Please… hold me while I die.”

finger painting by Eric Dean

finger painting by Eric Dean


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