October 2023

I and Me, in Cali. [1/3]

As you likely realized, the partner with whom this trip was taken is no longer my partner, but a now dissociated human, like the ant I cannot see but with whom I share space. Contemplating releasing this article, I decided to make a compromise; the trip did happen, I certainly was there for it, and I have organized this dairy prior to being made single. And so, with respect to privacy and under the established assumption of my selfish and conceited nature, I have re-written it to only include me, and my travel partner, myself. This three part series will take on a new form, in which you will experience the entire 20 days between two people; I, and myself. It will read strangely, but it is my and myself’s sincerest hope that you enjoy what I call, comedic healing.

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A Bench on the Rhine

The moment I set eyes on her, every atom of my being aligned itself in her direction. It wasn’t due to her physical beauty. In fact it had very little to do with it – although her total beauty exceeds my comprehension. The feeling was beyond control, it was complete interest and devotion. I had never felt this way before in my 16 years of dating. I did all I could to grab her attention, and did. After a final night sitting together on a bench overlooking the Rhine, speaking from the heart, I couldn’t believe the moment’s beauty. At 1 AM, we hugged a heartbreaking goodbye in Bonn… Staring at each other, cold, hearts bursting with fire as a bittersweet pang struck me vertically from my feet up.

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Discomfort “Permits” Disengagement

Eventually I fully arise and entered a warm bath. I asked myself, with purpose this time, “Why does this mechanism exist inside you? Why did you once need it? Why do find little enjoyment in fun? Why is it so difficult to untense your body and enjoy the full breadth of being?” Without forcing any thought processes or lines of reasoning, I let the thoughts come as they please… like waiting on the wind to arrive. It may have been 15 minutes to an hour later that a particular memory vividly presented itself from nothingness; an aged memory that I believe came with answers.

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