Katie, Katie, Katie...

Today suddenly and out of nowhere he chanted your name 3 times in a row. It was the saddest and most beautiful thing I may have ever heard. He released your name into our awkward (& stubborn) surrounding air with a mix of ritualistic chanting type tones and a bit of the sing song rhythm that’s in a familiar nursery rhyme. It broke my heart before I could ask myself why. ...more

Disguises I've Worn...

Instead of moving more stuff up from my old janky apartment into my more spacey apartment up here on the second floor I’m going to semi-force myself to make yet another blog post in the efforts of getting “writing” back into my daily process.  It’s like almost comparable to anti-depressants/SSRIs!  I stopped taking my anxiety medicine like about a month and a half ago and slowly my nerves have been trying to throw my ass off the deep end again.  I won’t have it though!  I refuse....more

The Sex Work Slum

I need to be writing more.  I think I've started each blog post I've made in the last 4 years since I started my website (which will be 5 years old this coming fall...) with those words.  It's depressing.  I never seem to have time anymore for the little things that make me... ME.  Painting, blogging, journaling in general, choreography, dance, random creative side projects or simply living a full day without being a slave to the interwebz.......more