The life of a creative is comical, cathartic, and chronically chaotic. Oftentimes, I wonder whether there’s a way out of this kind of life. No two days are the same. Mondays are always novel—there is something to look forward to after slow Sunday afternoons, and there is little dread in the trepidation of thinking aboutContinue reading “Sink or Swim”
Category Archives: A Little Bit of Madness
It’s Just a Flightless Bird
On some wintry morning, I saw a bird on my front lawn. It was a very still bird with greyish feathers and a strange demeanour. A flightless bird. One who had scattered feathers everywhere around it on the green grass. An upside-down bird. Curiously and soundly asleep among the everyday happenings of a Wednesday. ButContinue reading “It’s Just a Flightless Bird”
Feats and Defeats, Distractions and Delights
It has been quite the feat to scale the tall walls of my waking. Each time I suffer a relapse into unwanted memoirs of misery, my breath shortens its cadence, and my heartbeat runs afar. In my distress, I send desperate prayers to God, begging Him to relieve me of this cup. But the reliefContinue reading “Feats and Defeats, Distractions and Delights”
Are you happy with Carlotta?
I thought I was over being angry, and bitter, and vengeful. But something happened on a Monday night recently, painfully reminding me of a slight against my person. It brought me back to that dangerous thought loop of cognitive incongruence—the agonising uncertainty of whether the betrayals I encountered were real or imagined. I thought IContinue reading “Are you happy with Carlotta?”
The Cost of Courage
Only the bravest become generals of mighty armies and powerful men. They are strong and assert their influence over the ones who follow them. But in the battles of endless bloodshed, do they harden their hearts to claim authority and hide the guilt and shame of leaving fallen brethren behind? Perhaps it really is theContinue reading “The Cost of Courage”
Heart Wrapped Up in Tin Foil
Last night, I had a dream. I found an old suitcase in a dimly lit Victorian room reminiscent of those seen in horror game mansions. The darkness shied away from the candle on the nightstand, and I sat on the wooden floorboards, wondering what was in the tattered suitcase. My hand approached the lid slowly,Continue reading “Heart Wrapped Up in Tin Foil”
Join Us
Enamoured by the dazzling lights, I walked into the tent and saw a realm of wonder. Macho men and women with tiny waists stood on scattered podiums, captivating curious onlookers. Many of these onlookers were women who wore a classic red lip, dresses which brought out their figure, and feathered scarves, all while donning menContinue reading “Join Us”
The Turn-Tale Heart
I’m stuck. I’m stuck. I’m stuck. I hear your heartbeat from under the floorboards Tormenting me in my sleep and in my wake. It’s not real, I know it’s in my head Because I am alive and breathing, And you are not. Get out. Get out. GET OUT. It’s daytime, you don’t belong here, SoContinue reading “The Turn-Tale Heart”
Tomorrow I will find myself busy
Tomorrow I will find myself busy for the first time in a long time. I will be out and about and do crazy things all within reason, of course. Just thinking about the day gets me excited! I will endure pain to make myself a little prettier and go out with an old friend. WeContinue reading “Tomorrow I will find myself busy”
Broken China
Some would think would be a limit to the madness I exude. Only two days ago, I received my first burst of frenzied thought which closely followed the starting winter maladies. Today, a sudden onset of deranged laughter occurred in my Chinese class. Though, friends in the class would argue the laughter was for goodContinue reading “Broken China”
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