So today is Mental Health Day, So I wrote a thing. A thing that's pretty personal to me. It’s about more than just “being sad” or “antisocial” no matter what your mom/dad/extended family say. It’s about just wanting to shut away the world however you can. It’s about feeling that gnawing … Continue reading What is Mental Health?
You know what I find funny: All of these articles that making the rounds about millennials killing things. Like this one. 'Psychologically scarred' millennials are killing countless industries from napkins to Applebee's — here are the businesses they like the least – This is the first hit when I typed “Millennials” into my search bar. … Continue reading Millennial Killers
So instead of shutting myself in my room and continuously jerking off until a response to a reddit writing prompt came together in my head, I was on assignment for Worcester Magazine. The story: What is to become of the Notre Dame church in Worcester. Worcester... is... an interesting place. City hall and especially this … Continue reading Oh, Worcester
I think that I’m mentally in a weird place right now– well, weirder than normal I should say. I posted this up on facebook earlier today: last night I had a really vivid dream about parasites exiting face. I remember standing in the bathroom and popping a pimple and then a few off-white worms were … Continue reading July 26, 2017
All joking aside, I don’t really appreciate being likened to a skinhead. As I’ve already written, I recently shaved my head. And, as we know from high school physics class: every action has a reaction. Being a white man with a bald head, one of those reactions is being likened to a neo … Continue reading Skinhead
Is this....bat country? I shaved my head yesterday. I mean really shaved it--down to the skin bald. I’ve said to a few friends that my decision was one made on impulse, but that’s not the truth. I’ve known for some time that I needed to embrace the bald. Watching the hairs atop my … Continue reading Embrace the Inevitable
Dear T. Thanks for the letter T. It’s not that bad here in MA. The humidity has held off for now (though I dread the approach of the dog days of August) I know the feeling exactly. Existentially dreading falling into a robotic lifestyle? Wake up. Eat. Work. Eat. Sleep. Repeat. Repeat. Add … Continue reading Dear T. July 7
Dear Chad, I hope this letter finds you well. Last I’d heard, you were melting away in that muggy Massachusetts summer. I’ve had quite a revelation today, and thought to tell you first. It happened in the most mundane place: the supermarket. Specifically, I was waiting by the automatic doors, bags in hand, staring … Continue reading Dear Chad. July 2, 2017
You know what the worst feeling in the world is? There are some pretty bad ones out there. Like someone you trusted betraying you, loss of someone figuratively or literally, stepping on tiny rocks or legos in the dead of night are all terrible experiences in their own right. But this feeling is more … Continue reading Worst Feeling
“Hey has anyone see my towel in the last two days?” Moving is a pain in the ass, no matter the distance. Obviously, different challenges arise when you uproot yourself a mile versus a thousand to be sure. Each begin with what’s called the gradual stage. It starts a month out. Non-essentials are … Continue reading Moving Sucks.