Writing

When did skipping meals become a right of passage? 

A secret society of sickness so many seek to squeeze into, 

But really, not squeeze, rather slip.

Everybody hates mirrors.

Anything reflective.

Anything that shows you who you are -

we will never be enough to appease ourselves.

I miss when I could go into a public restroom

and wash my hands

Universal languages are -

something you understand without speaking.

How you connect with people of

different.

Cultures, places, traditions.

How you love people who are not the same as you.

This is an old piece of writing, and I don't remember writing it.

I met the strangest man today. He was dressed in a white lab coat, and he had a face like that falling sensation that jolts you awake when you're trying to fall asleep.

Still up.

I feel the weight

That the dark puts on me.

I try to drown it with lamp light:

Gets worse.