Strange Strangers Strangely Exchanging Exchanges

Don’t talk to strangers. Nope. Don’t do it. Or do it. Talk to them. Those people you don’t know. And then get invited to their house for lunch. And then have them take you to a cool little coffee shop for some delicious egg coffee. Don’t talk to strangers. And then don’t have the opportunity to make new friends. Of course not all strangers are … Continue reading Strange Strangers Strangely Exchanging Exchanges

Buddhist Beliefs & Cliché Cares

This is going to sound cliché. It is cliché. But I will forever remember this moment. Where I was. When it happened. When Paris bled. When bodies fell. When voices were silenced. I had another post written. All set to go. But then something happened. This happened. And it changed my plans. My original post was vapid and stupid. Self absorbed and unnecessary. As most … Continue reading Buddhist Beliefs & Cliché Cares

The Worst OR That One Time A Man Named Gareth Sent Me A Dick Pic

The worst. Tinder is the worst. We all know this to be true. The worst. But we can’t help ourselves. Or I can’t help myself. It’s awful. And yet I swipe. It’s almost become a game. It has become a game. 67% of the time I am not looking to meet someone. I am mindlessly swiping to fill time. And look at pictures. And read … Continue reading The Worst OR That One Time A Man Named Gareth Sent Me A Dick Pic

A Penis Poem By Any Other Name

A stranger in a strange time. And I am that stranger. And that strange time is now. Strangely occupying the same strange space. A space that is filled with the possibility of change. The possibility of hope. The possibility of possibilities. Right now. In this very moment, historical happenings are happening. Right now. In this very moment, I am drinking a cup of coffee in … Continue reading A Penis Poem By Any Other Name