It felt right to come. I stepped in, and the morbid atmosphere overwhelmed me immediately. What else had I been expecting? September 22, 2014. But the airport neither understood nor acknowledged this. It and everyone in it functioned in a constant state of denial. The problem I decided was definitely with the way that one was expected to b.

The functionings of a disturbingly dark mind. Monday, April 7, 2014. Well well well, what could have enticed me to return from my self-imposed exile and embark on a new and much unanticipated blog post? Is it a bird? Is it a plane? Or is it superman? Tell us about her! How did you meet! So without further ado let me get down to it. She is the air that I breathe, the sword in my sheath, she is the one of whom I must speak, alas my icy insides have sprung a leak. Yikes! Sunday, April 3,.