Adjunct. Noun.
A box of thoughts sits in a dresser drawer.
Your mother is like Communist ideology … NO CLASS!
There I am, standing at the desk. Because it’s a standing desk.
Maybe it’s a mistake. But it’s my mistake.
Did you ever feel as though life is like a symphony – a theme is established, and from there it’s just variation and exploration?
Today I am forcing myself to write something just to write. Just because I want to say, “Today I wrote something”
Hey Geoffrey. I wish you were here to see this one.
Many years ago, I had a recurring dream where I was driving and the road and everything I could see was covered in fresh white snow.
I don’t have Spotify so I can’t wrap. But here’s my 2022 in theatre and education.
