Writing

The Factory

I started working as a paper boy when I was 12. I've pulled the levels of capitalism ever since.

Alone

I have always enjoyed solitude. I think sometimes I have been too comfortable with it.

Under The Covers

Smiling depression, while not a clinical diagnosis, refers to a state where individuals experience symptoms of depression while outwardly appearing happy and functioning normally.

I'm Getting Older

I am not sponsored by Reebok. I am not interested in their products.

Hot Potato

On responsibility and religion.

Solipsistic Support Network

When COVID locked me up alone in my house for months on end, I (like most people) spent a lot of time with my thoughts. I think I started to go a bit crazy and was fascinated with solipsism. This was one of the pieces I wrote about it.

Making A Splash

A take on the Adam and Eve story and the meaning of free will.

Excluded

The joys of introversion.

One Year Later

A reflection how people changed during COVID.

The Whisper From Below

My house has a balcony off of the master bedroom. It's fairly high off the ground and every time I go out there I feel the call of the void. It's an unsettling but fascinating feeling.

My Forth Visit

The Antique Mall At Ohio River has a great collection of odd trinkets. I used to visit fairly frequently and would notice this stack of old photographs that just sat there tucked away in the corner. I figured they would eventually get thrown away if no one bought them. So I bought them.

Speechless

It can be hard to find the right words to say.

How Many Days

While living alone during COVID, I often wondered if I tripped down the stairs and died how long it would take for someone to find me. Morbid, but a valid thing to ponder I suppose.

Stuck On Repeat

The weeks of working adult's life sometimes seem to lack variety.