Author Archives: max
To You, Five Months From Now
Well, did it work? ***I would never ask you to say it, but in response—*** You’re welcome. It’s the last day before It All Begins™. You remember. It’s Sunday, but you thought it was Saturday, because yesterday you thought it … Continue reading
Cut To Black
What is possible? What was possible, what stopped being possible, what might yet be? This blog has came a long way in the year since I’ve started writing it, but I fear it’s come to the End Times. I’m not … Continue reading
Rage On, Eternal Optimist
This is a journal entry from 4 years ago, almost to the day. I wrote this right after Jevandre’s funeral, and after seeing some of my old friends back home. It’s interesting to see how much I raged against the … Continue reading
The Theory of Goodbyes™
Yesterday I sold my old Honda Prelude. I thought there would be more Pomp & Circumstance when the moment came to pass over the title, but when the moment Came it just as suddenly Went. That’s from my third journal … Continue reading
Catching Bees in Gachapon Capsules
We were lucky — the clouds were barely wisps, so there was enough sun to say that summer had properly started, just in time for it to end. Papa (I’ll start calling him dad in a few years) set up … Continue reading
