Color blind, hue #1

  There was once a boy, who was born by the crashing waves of the sea!   Excuse me, I sometimes have a flair for dramaticism, please don’t misinterpret my meaning, for it is not supposed to sound more fantastical than necessary. Let me try once more, simply put this time. When the boy came […]

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Progression of a writer; Day 3

My timeline is already off.  What began as a pledge to contribute towards daily writings has turned into desperate attempts to spark ingenuity onto the page between my breaks at work or brief moments found in heating frozen dinners.  Having now found a true moment to contemplate my predicament, I find myself staring at an […]

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