Tag Archives: depression

Prodigal sons. Or something.

It’s been quite some time since I’ve posted here.  Like many labors, it started with the best of intentions, and somehow — indulge me on the cliche — life got in the way.  I’m hoping to rectify that.  Writing for … Continue reading

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Vacated and climate-controlled.

This morning I finished locking up the physical traces of my life.  It’s all there, in a 10 x 10 storage unit, among a sea of white metal doors, above a QFC here in Seattle. There’s a reason why I … Continue reading

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Night.

It’s almost midnight here on the west coast.  The house that I live in in silent, with just the occasional creaks one comes to expect from a 80 year old building.  I’m in the basement — where my apartment is … Continue reading

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Anniversaries, depression, Italia.

The black moods I’ve been experiencing recently have made me fairly reflective recently, pondering choices I’ve made and paths that I have taken over the ensuing years, just trying to sort out how it is I got to the place … Continue reading

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Mental constraints.

This space has been silent for some time, despite my best intentions.  It hasn’t been a case of having nothing to say; I normally do not lack for words.  There have been other forces at play.  It would break my … Continue reading

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