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How can I be a manager?


How can I be if I am ____? I can be if I am _____? I am.

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Insight without all the drama.


Today I was in a therapy session. In the session we were going through some paperwork. I was asked about prior frequencies of illness. When I answered the question I recalled the situation which caused my severe anxiety. I was … Continue reading

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In Search of My Muse


I’m searching. Searching for my muse. Where has she been? What has she been doing? She is the one who started it all. The one who gave me the desire to write. To put my mind to work. I miss … Continue reading

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Who am I?


Who is the man behind the curtain? Disassociate Take a look from afar. What are you doing? Why are you doing it? Are you trying to get answers? Are you asking the right questions? Are you asking the right person? … Continue reading

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Screaming


The screaming The screaming inside my head. It’s echoing. There is an elephant in the room.  How can we not see it? It’s been there for years. We look at it. We walk around it. But we don’t talk about … Continue reading

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The Day She Left


New Years Eve 2020 That was the day. The day she left. The day she decided the new me was not worth fighting for. The new me is just the same old me. I pulled the curtain open. I showed … Continue reading

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To Hell And Back To The Blackness – Part 2


Continued from Part 1 To Hell and Back to the Blackness I sit at home contemplating once again my next move to solve the oddities going on before me. The home that was once filled with life and activity now … Continue reading

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Metamorphosis


How can I express myself with so many eyes upon me? Can I ever be me? Criticism is around every corner. Opinions thrown at me at random. I have nobody to impress. Let them say what they will. I will … Continue reading

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Cold Winds Blown Out of Proportion


In the midst of my walk through the bitter cold, whose wind still penetrated my five layers of clothing, I mentally dictated my pondering. My thoughts and questions are recited for only me to hear. Now today is another day. … Continue reading

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What are the odds?


What were the odds of our paths crossing? Call it fate if you will. The roads that had led to this path are all but forgotten. They were long and winding roads filled with obstacles, detours, and dead ends forcing … Continue reading

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