Rambling

The Places We’ve Been

It was a strange day.

I needed to go to a courier to send something away. I remembered one quite close to where I live, so when I finally managed to drag myself out of bed, I got into my car and drove there.

To avoid paying for parking, I park at the shopping centre across the street. I got out of my car and crossed the bridge to Lynnwood Bridge Mall.

And then it hit me.

I walked past the spot where I met him for the first time. He was late and I was annoyed, but when I say him I couldn’t be angry anymore. I melted. I guess that set the tone for our relationship. I could never really get mad at him. Continue reading

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Rambling

The Living Bardo

Certain beliefs refer to a place in the afterlife called the bardo. It is believed that after you die, you go to this place, which is kind of like a halfway house between your previous life and the next one.

I think that this is an interesting concept, whether you believe in it or not; the idea of drifting between one life and another. Personally, I think that we experience being in this state during life as well. I currently find myself in the “living” bardo. Continue reading

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Gay Stuff, Rambling

He Doesn’t Have To Like You

Online dating is the work of the devil.

I haven’t been blogging much, because I don’t really have anything to say. Okay, this isn’t completely true. I have about 6 blog posts that I never ended up posting or finishing because they were shit.

Anyway… Continue reading

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Gay Stuff, Rambling

I Almost Dated a Girl #GrowingUpGay

 

The world is quite horrible at the moment. Recent events, such as the Orlando gay massacre have left me feeling hopelessly upset.

That’s why I decided to write about something a bit lighter this time. I use to write comedic things when I first started blogging, but I look at those posts now and I feel like the person who wrote them must have died somewhere along the way.

Damn, Wentzel. Back at it with the fucking morbidity again. Continue reading

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Attempts at Inspiration, On a Serious Note, Rambling

Signs of a Struggle

Oh Narcissus…

You know those arty pictures? The ones that aren’t about a pretty model or trying to sell something? They tell a story. Yes, those ones. Anyway… Continue reading

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