Tag: dream

heart shaped box.

  “It was all a mirage; everything I saw, it wasn’t really there.” @riderek My heart is a prison. I’m trapped inside this beating fortress of muscle and blood. I see things that aren’t really there. I believe things that aren’t really true. I…

tourniquet.

I need something to stop the endless bleeding of thoughts that spew from my mind and flood my heart. I have been waiting to see Wild, the movie adaptation of Cheryl Strayed’s best selling memoir. I have been waiting for months. I got to see…

without truth, there is only illusion.

On a day meant to honor all mothers and the special bond they create with their offspring, I can’t partake in the celebration. Instead, it’s just another day spent waiting. For many reasons, some I know, some I will never know, my mother has been a…

everyone has a plan until they get punched in the face.

“Everyone has a plan until they get punched in the face.” Mike Tyson spoke those words. Shit happens. Unexpected shit happens more. But you’ve got to know your game plan. You’ve got to know your next move. You get hit, what’s your counter move?…

conversations with my tattoo artist.

Tattoo sessions are hours spent between artist & client. Between the moments of silence, drown out only by the buzz of the machine, conversations happen. I’ve found my perfect tattoo artist. His presence is minimal. It reminds me of a calm before the storm. His voice is…