Today I re-joined Twitter — again. I’ve come to appreciate the Internet’s toxic junkyard for its succinctness and straight to the point approach to brain farts.
Briefs
Chill out
You know it's getting to be PRIDE when...
Dragma
Knitting while watching Dancing Queen is enough to make one drop a few stiches
Scratching paper, spilling ink
I find pen and paper comforting, familiar, when I write. This is how I learned to write, to think, to feel.
@54
Time to update the questions I revisit every year since I've become a man of a certain age.
Move on
I don't want to be convenient anymore. I don't want to be the guy people call when other offers fall through.
Gratitude
I’ve learned that something amazing usually can be found right under my nose — and happiness usually lies in those small things.
Pretty, witty, and gay
I wish I had more options and opportunities to explore what masculinity and being a man is and avoid years of feeling shame for who I am.
Zen
No words today. Only a slice of where I go to when I need a break from everything.
