“Looking Back”

not the same person i was twenty years ago, i look back across the years and wonder just where the exuberance of youth has gone and if i can ever get it back, just a little, not looking for a fountain of youth just wondering at how much a person can change under the right … Continue reading “Looking Back”



the feeling of unfeeling, detached from the normal order of things and numb to most everything, here i find myself in a state of blank disinterest in just about everything that would otherwise move me in some way, doing what i do out of habit more than anything else, an automaton going about his business … Continue reading “Automaton”