I started Zoloft again: 12 de noviembre de 2014
I feel like a sage, a master of “letting things be.” I started Zoloft again three days ago and it’s been making me feel like vomiting, just vaguely, under-the-surface-enough so that I don’t actually do it. It also gives me…
Hoy es en español: 12 de febrero de 2015
Hoy es viento y un cielo sin nubes, un vestido de colores, intentando de pensar en español, de encontrar la motivación de hablar en español, escribir en español. Necesito analizar mis pensamientos en español, y ahora me doy cuenta que…
Otra lista de vibras: 10 de febrero de 2015
Other people’s wrong assumptions, the silence boredom brings, vibes of safety and security sprouting from my mother’s written words, tobacco in a soggy pouch under my upper lip, cool air after the rain, water collected in the ashtrays on the…
This is the sixth sense: 26 de noviembre de 2013
Diary entries, miscommunications, the prickly feeling on your skin when you can sense so strongly other people’s emotions in waves multiplying exponentially. This is the sixth sense, the psychological sense, the sense pulled into being by la marihuana; la marihuana,…
I find myself missing him less and less: 13 de noviembre de 2013
As the days without him go on I find myself missing him less and less, thinking about him less and less. We went to a coffee shop the other day to do homework and he ended up leaving and walking…
Remember your purpose: 25 de mayo de 2015
Remember your purpose. Carelessness will never be rewarded. You must do everything with utmost thought and precision, dedicated to quality, willing to follow only anything truly just. Don’t let the details trap you, don’t feel bad if you can’t remember…