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Dear Friend, the rain is never ending and is the ultimate cleansing ritual. The rain cleans my bike, the streets, the pavement. It also floods as seen above. How are things with you, I was so close to making it bills wise but a tactical blunder rendered the whole process useless. So now I scrape.…

Dear Friend, I’m having a musing of a diary entry. I don’t take a diary very much anymore but I’m in my feels and I think I should. Since realistically this exists on the internet forever in some form, I will keep it written in a certain way that is both entertaining and factual to…

Dear Friend. Small update and then some musings. I had a great week honestly. Stuff has progressed in the right direction and I’m more excited than ever. Now for some musings. I feel most alive at the edge of a crosswalk on a busy street. Since moving to my downtown I find myself leaning on…

Credit to @seventies70 on Tumblr for the image Dear Friend. It starts with the person I was messaging not messaging me anymore. I was coming to terms with it. It hurts and I don’t know what happened. Then my ex posted an Instagram story. “The secrets out.” I knew the whole time but Friday confirmed…

Dear Friend. It has been a little over a month since I split from my partner of 7.5 years. They have since very much moved on. I’m not here to talk about them. There’s this new one, and I’m having trouble figuring myself out. So tonight Dear Friend, I reach out to you for help.…

I miss the rain at my old place. It rained last night, I could have opened my window but I live on the bottom floor in a not so great neighborhood with no screen. My old place was on the second story with great big windows overlooking the parking lot. My favorite sound in the…

Dear Friend, I wanna tell you about my stood up date gone awry. I already knew it wasn’t going to work out. We had rescheduled the first time because of me and the second because of her. Finally I confirm earlier in the day to see if they were still coming and I don’t get…

I’m late, Dear Friend, but only by a few hours. I’ve spent the last few hours desperately calling in favors and applying to various jobs. Right now I’m not working enough hours to break even. So I’m working everyone of my jobs as money hours as they’ll let me. My looming question that sits foreboding…

“Theoretically you could also move laterally to a different area of rock bottom.” Yup, just did that. I can now count my friends on one hand Dear Friend. I don’t know who I am writing this to anymore. I’m going out tonight, somethings gonna happen, I can feel it. Something good has to happen. In…