This is a collection of journal entries. A compilation of thoughts that I have written in the margins of books, words scribbled out on the back of paper napkins and sentences taken from the lines of an old notebook. I doubt this will ever be read, But if you happen to stumble across it? Please be careful. Its all I have..
Saturday
no work today..
I completely did not feel like going to work today, I've been going out so much lately that I havent really been taking care of myself. Its seemingly been like one big party. Its crazy because I really even haven't been connecting with the people I am going out with, its just something to do. Get out of the house, keep busy, its a stay distracted kind of a thing. Damn my room is messy. Anyways.. so ya. I miss all those little secret places back in ny. There isnt many places to do that here. Its very difficult to be anonymous in a place like Santa Cruz.
One Letter
May 24, 2026 I wrote a bit today. I played in the garden for awhile and I cleaned some algae off of a lily pad. I had to force myself to st...
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I woke up today around 3am. I tried to go back to sleep, drifting in and out of a conscience state. I woke up today following a night of s...
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I found love years ago, last month last week, and over the weekend. I found love today and I’ll find it tomorrow together, forever, and alw...
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Every night it's the same. It's been the same for months now, my mind is set on repeat and I am desperately trying to remember all ...