The Shadows Of The Room Pool In

It's Rare That I Read More Than Two Or Three Books By Any One Author, Usually Only One.

I Would Like My Life To Be A Movie So I Could Cut To A Montage.

In My Mind I Am Eloquent; I Can Climb Intricate Scaffolds Of Words To Reach The Highest Cathedral Ceilings And Paint My Thoughts. But When I Open My Mouth, Everything Collapses.

I Can’t Seem To Make Myself Care About Anything To The Right Or Left Of The Present.

All My Life I Have Battled The Alarm Clock, Pummeling The Snooze Button Over And Over With Mounting Self-loathing Until The Shame Is Finally Strong Enough To Lever Me Upright.