the post calvin

Memiography

I can’t be the only one who wanted to know others’ thoughts about them. The stories locked away, whatever they are, waiting to be told.

…using an old atlas to navigate new roads.

Whenever I wake up in the middle of the night, my mind goes to empty and distant places.

The road to the Two Hearted River is not an easy one.

by Jack VA | Dec 25, 2016 | 0 comments

Every day since then, when I wake, the first thing I experience is that ringing.

This Christmas eve, I feel responsible.

I never identified with Scrooge until this Christmas. It’s so easy to be Scrooge.

Can you imagine how ridiculous a whip and fedora would look paired with elbow patches? The jacket lays the foundation of the transformation.

“Just for the sake of the simulation. I need to enter an end point. How long do you plan on living?”

I don’t know how long I do this, but I have begun making a map in my head of the curves and turns in the wall.