This high is heavy like the droopy gray sky of my early Tuesday morning: 09 de junio de 2015
This high is heavy like the droopy gray sky of my early Tuesday morning. The sound of the shower stirred me awake at seven, the sky a vast darkness, lightening from navy into a militant, ashy gray. I turned on…
Thinking about thinking: 25 de septiembre de 2013
I’m too self-aware. All I can think about is that I’m thinking, I can’t zone out and forget where I am and what I’m doing. I don’t zone out when I’m high, either. I am still very much focused on…