When too many days passed without writing, all of life became a chore. Literally, chores overwhelmed me, and suddenly, that’s all there...

I slept to avoid things. Like my own unfulfilled desires. To change. Lose weight. Sit down, and write. Avoidance was a habit, long...

It was a day that felt like nothing much mattered. I didn't even know if anything changing in my life would shift the leaden apathy that...