"I'll show you the life of the mind …"




The more I read about Aphantasia, the more so much about my memories begin to make sense. The more my struggles with reading, with creative writing fall into place. I've never had a mind's eye, apparently. But, I'd never thought... Continue Reading →

The stuff, Day 93

This one is one of the toughest. I fucking love(d) these shoes. Adidas Samba II (Jade)... They walked me through the best, and worst, parts of my life. I got drunk a lot in these shoes. I traveled a lot... Continue Reading →

The stuff, Day 87

Shirts. They help me remember. They are memories, good and bad. It is extremely hard for me to cut them loose. Two are going. An old Virginia shirt that has seen a decade and a half or so of my... Continue Reading →

The stuff, Day 76

I bought this book for one reason... To impress a girl. I ended up dating her for almost 6 years. She broke my heart, and I dwelled, drank, and dwaddled my years away. I have held on to it b/c... Continue Reading →

The stuff, Day 68

Maybe I'm being dumb, maybe not. Always been sentimental, it's how I ended up with so much. My inability to let go of the past, to confront it, to move on. This was my dad's calculator. The trusty Hewlett Packard... Continue Reading →

The stuff, Day 67

This hat stinks. A lot. I think my sister got it for me around 2007, 2008. Those were crappy, no, shitty times. I never wear it, especially after finally washing this one... So, even though it holds a lot of... Continue Reading →

The stuff, Day 56

A lawn chair. Purchased in 2001. The first piece of furniture at 312 Rotary Avenue in Greenville, NC. Lots of memories here. I sat on it a lot. When I moved to Greenville before my ex came down it was... Continue Reading →

The stuff, Day 20

Put these on today, and...Came to find out the elastic is shot. If memory serves me well, I've had them since I lived in Arizona. That means they've seen a lot. Sentiment says "Keep!" But my brain now says "Goodbye!"... Continue Reading →

The stuff, Day 19

Digging in an old shoebox full of writings in notepads, all these coasters greeted me. They come mostly from the years 2009-2011, but a couple are before and a couple after. I used them a lot while drinking alone at... Continue Reading →

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