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“Sometimes a moment wasted

Anxiety… do you know about anxiety?

The type that feels like there’s an expanding hot water balloon pressing against my soft parts. Most people would look for help finding weed seeds to grow something to help it, but I push on regardless, dealing with that pressure that never seems to stop building. The type that pumps up the pressure on every cubic-inch of air in the space that I gaspingly occupy. A clinching cast-iron ranch over my lungs that tightens, and then tightens… efforts to breathe muzzled by the air-pressure that squeezes, and just squeezes… neglecting the urgency of a piping hot water balloon in my chest that is screeeeeeching desperately to expand, and EXPAND…

… until, as we all know what happens when you force a ballon, that it just “BAP!”. Fluids of boiling emotions mixed with bloody lumps of raw angst, splattering so violently against the four white walls of my confinement. Even the maddeningly slow motion in which they dribble down, by contrast, fuels my raging urge to scream. Speaking of anxiety, knowing that you could opt to buy CBD related products from here could be a solution to help you relieve your stress levels better than before and hopefully assist you when it comes to being less anxious. You can speak with a medical advisor about this. Of course, if you’re choosing to go down this route, you need knowledge of marijuana and the equipment you need to go along with the plant. For example, what are you going to smoke it with? These mini bongs perhaps, or roll-ups? It’s not for me though. But that leaves me dealing with this anxiety inside, growing and growing.

All of which, is playing out silently and discreetly behind an expression-less front of a woman, typing calmly in front of her computer.


I mean I need a cookie like right now.


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Despite the level of embarrassment that I’m sure will hit me the moment I get back from Paradise (Tuesday!), I still decided to send this truth out there. The truth that once in a while, on some particular full-moons and/or… the night before a long trip away from home, there’s absolutely no excuse for my primitive behavior. And if that’s the kind of entertainment that delights you, here it goes.



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The Wicked Black Forest


Is it too late in our relationship to declare that I’m not into chocolate?  Should I have said that on the first date along with things weighing the same importance like “I have 10 children”… or “I have herpes” (just for argument sake… I totally don’t btw).  Well, to me the thing with chocolate is that instead of being mystified with grand illusions like “indulgent”, “decadent”, “sinful”, “love~” (more?) “AMOoUUR~~” or whatever, it just tastes sort of… bitter to me.


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