Month: February 2009

I had a nightmare last night where I was in a dark place. All I could see were skeleton demons flying around and then towards me. I was fortunate enough to have friends with me–protective friends. I was shaking in terror. Those flying creatures tried to tell me something, but I refused to listen. Some Read More …

I smoke. Secretly. I still encounter people who say smoking is harmful. They tell me of all people. A pack of cigarettes lasts me a month. How many things do I have to do secretly without being judged? How long will I have to hide the real me from people? Maybe I’m everybody’s clown. No, Read More …