Crimination of the Subconscious

For several years of my adult life, starting when I was a teenager, it is usual to wake in the first hours of the morning and not find sleep again until an hour or so before my alarm. I wake myself from dreams, most of the time. The dreams are often nothing specific, just generalized … Continue reading Crimination of the Subconscious


The Odd Years, 1998 – 2018

Whiskey. Warm summer night. I’ll be 31 in less than 31 days. An odd numbered age in an even year. Like me. Can’t do a lick of math but sure will observe your every move and replay the moment back to you. When I was 11, I was in the 6th grade. I had long … Continue reading The Odd Years, 1998 – 2018