Author Archives: Detritus

This Is Goodbye. Maybe.

While another chapter in my blogging life has come and gone… I think it’s time to close this chapter. I’m not certain, but I think this blog has restricted me to things that I can’t publicly own up to. In some ways this is good but in some ways this is also extremely exhausting emotionally and something that prevents me from blogging… writing. And writing is something that I do enjoy.

I feel that writing can help me find myself again. I’m lost right now and afraid of coming out of my shell. The last time I did, it almost killed me however… I know that I need to come back from it. I need to figure this out.

Absence Makes The Heart Grow… Fonder?

I have to apologize to all of my readers, or those that I even have left, for my absence on WordPress. It hasn’t been completely intentional that I’ve been away; I’m currently dealing with some health issues that are nearly cleared up. My creativity and sexuality has been nullified during this past month because of this problem but both are gradually returning.

One tends to take a simple thing like feeling normal for granted until you are sick for an extended period of time. I’m just lucky that my illness has coincided with the release of GTA V because that’s pretty much how I’ve been occupying my time.

Languid Beauty Over Black Water

I wish I knew what was going on. She has gone dark, hiding herself from me for reasons that I think are a matter of conscience and external pressure.

He doesn’t love her. He doesn’t even want to try and understand her; never mind appreciate her. I know she isn’t doing this off her own volition but, rather, as a matter of oppression from a man who would as soon relate to her with the same compassion he would offer to a random animal meant for slaughter.

I love her. And hate him.

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The Real Danger of Drunk Blogging

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I’m a little afraid.

I was doing some drunk blogging over the weekend and accidentally spilled a beverage into the keyboard of my MacBook Pro. I reacted quicker than most drunk people might to try to dry the whole thing off, turn it off and set it up to dry au naturel.

Two days later, it refuses to even power up. Not a good sign.

I’m keeping my fingers crossed but let this be a lesson to the rest of you; do not drink and blog.

your husband cheated

Granted, I haven’t put 29 years into my marriage but this is my life. I learned that I was valuable as a father and as a provider but not as a husband, much less a lover. I didn’t wait 29 years.