We have a perverse devotion to our outward facing selves; the look we don to signal to the world that the person we aim to be is actually who we are. That our appearance matches our striving and ideal self. Continue reading Volume XI – March 2021
Somewhere along the lines we’ve all aspired to be something or someone or both. A future self that meets all the requirements of what society would deem appropriate for that end state. Continue reading Looking the Part
Confronting the day before you. Striving to achieve some goal to which you’ve given ample weight, but has no real meaning nor value. An object you’re moving towards, far enough in the distance to be forever out of reach but not too far that it seems ridiculous to dream. Continue reading Sheltered and Waiting
When you were there crime always seemed to be something that was going on far away, unseen beyond your horizon, but deeply felt. A reverse magnet pulling you away from the common in favor of the touristic. Continue reading Caribbean Isle Notes #2
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