I’ve come to many crossroads in my life, but none so daunting as the one I’m facing now: to sleep or not to sleep. Every time I lay my head to rest, I find myself in a state of panic, for my nights are now overloaded with bad dreams, many of which feel so real…

Being so dedicated to the craft of writing, I’m faced with an important question: How do I deal with this perplexing system of value, which demands my participation, even as I strive to attain a utopian existence free from the tethers of capitalism?  That then begs another question: How can I reconcile these conflicting ideals?…

For many years, the darkness truly was my best friend. In the light, I was often judged unfairly. But, in the late hours obscured by darkness, I felt much freer. With many sleepless nights powered on little more than junk food, I made the most of my insomnia. I used this time to figure out…

I’ve always wanted to fly high above the sky, despite my overwhelming fear of flying. I remember a childhood dream of being a “Cloud Walker,” a being able to leap from cloud to cloud, then ride them wherever the winds took them. While I could never actually transform into such a being, it’s certainly fun…

Have you ever found your eyes chasing starlight? Do you ever find your mind wandering, drifting off towards the heavens? Will you sometimes gaze and wonder at what’s out there in that great infinite beyond? Dare to dream that deepest dream. Chase it to the depths of the deepest seas if you must. Never let…

For two nights in a row, it became too chilly in the back bedroom for my damaged lungs to cope. As I lay in bed, I could feel the chill creeping in. At first, it was just a gentle caress of cool air against my skin. But as the night wore on, the cold grew…

One night, I retired to bed as an unbalanced person. For weeks, a reinvigorated personality was emerging, along with a renewed purpose of being. Thoughts raced and conflicting streams of consciousness tried to ruin the narrative of the transformation of a once broken and lost human being. But as is the case when one truly…

In spring, with snow still on the Downeast Maine ground, I pay a visit to the easternmost city in the entire nation. To go any further would mean giving myself up to the ocean. So many memories revolve around this general area, as just a few dozen miles north is where my family spent many…