in the realm of bad code

I’m always going to be alone with my memories. Adrift in a dimension that time forgot. The paradox of equilibrium. No one knows what they left behind in yesterday’s thought. I’m trying to write poetry. I’m trying to say things in a palatable way. But I’m pretty broken at the moment. And by broken I …

why is it still winter

It's snowing again. Winter started early and it's ending late. We're in the sixth month of it. It's playing on a lot of my insecurities. There's nothing like freezing cold weather to remind you of your mortality and dependence on other people. I wonder how the birds are doing. I feel bad for them cause …