Be A Cloud

“When you look at the clouds they are not symmetrical. They do not form fours and they do not come along in cubes, but you know at once that they are not a mess. […] They are wiggly but in a way, orderly, although it is difficult for us to describe that kind of order.…Read more »

Therapy III

I start to think that there is some magical chemical in the air of Jen’s office. More than half of the things I said on her couch were buried so deep in my mind that I didn’t even know they were there. “I want a dark hole to go hide in.” I found myself lashing…Read more »

Inner Peace

We were born with inner peace. I used to be fascinated by the forever changing clouds and would lay on the grass staring at the sky for hours. With the help of a silky bed sheet as cape and a chopstick as wond, I can be any powerful fairy imaginable. I used to be happy…Read more »