10/26/2015
i spend the majority of my days waiting for the sun to dip under the horizon so that i can board a motorized carriage with a group of strangers and reclaim my own wants and desires during the cold embrace of night. there are many, born under a more fortunate sun than i, for whom this is not an issue. for them, the sun rises and shines opportunity instead of servitude. i do not envy them . . . for fortune is cruel and operates under the fault of none. at this time it is only the happy and mediocre that i envy. their dull,Read More →