Chapter Zero

The first time I saw her, she was perched on a stool, filling out forms. Anyone else would have looked absolutely mundane, but mundane is a country in which Colleen would never set foot. Not for me, at least.
There are times I can recall forever. This was one of those times. I knew that one way or another, this moment would matter. Now matter is a word with multiple meanings. The physical definition of "matter" refers to the stuff which brings an entire universe into existence.

Wanna Be Sedated

I'm coming to find that there is little difference between my ups and downs. I'm rarely happy to the point of excitement, nor am I ever sad to the point of despair. Is this a good sign or a bad one? Bipolar folks are considered abnormal. Well, what about the complete opposite? Is this normal?

My fish sensing endorphine detection is waning. Waxing. Whatever. Nevermind.

Year of the gloop

I don't know if I'm really so uncreative, or just the bearer of a mind so unsettled as to never feel the need to verbalize my creativity, but blogging is something I haven't strived for much. It's fun, but who is this really for? Do I need it?

This has been one whirlygig year. I feel dizzi. Makes me wanna holler.

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