Waitress Therapy

There is a world that surrounds me. I can see it, smell it, taste it and touch it. There are even times where I am part of that world. Living and existing within it. There are however the other times where I am merely a specter walking among the faceless. The ethereal man, unseen by... Continue Reading →

Ma’am, I’m Sorry…

I woke up speaking this morning. I must have been dreaming, but the imagery and sounds and not remembered. I suppose thusly, not important. What is clear and without contestation, is that when I woke, I did so while letting slip spoken orations of a hauntingly poignant apology. This unwitting impulse of speech was spoken... Continue Reading →

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