Learning to Die

Becoming aware of my own intoxication always seems to come to the forefront of my cognition through the same path as a wonderful idea— light-bulb flickers on and, voila, your drunk-self has arrived.  And it usually happens at some point after I have mentally drifted away for a bit and then some random and peculiar thing … Continue reading Learning to Die

Meditations on Happiness

As a child I dreamed of living among the dinosaurs, like the Flintstones in fact.My family supported this fantastic delusion of mine with oh so perfect tact. As a child I dreamed of living in outer-space with The Jetsons and others alike. I knew this was silly, but it was nice to dream of what the future … Continue reading Meditations on Happiness