Looking through the rear-view mirror

I just bought a used car from my stepfather. I always told myself I'd keep my old road-toaster until it cost me more to fix per month than a new car's payment. That's good and well until you break down between cities for the third time (this time because your alternator spontaneously combusted and your … Continue reading Looking through the rear-view mirror



I'm having trouble telling whether I'm depressed or having an existential crisis. It's probably a combination of both. I missed a step in taking my mood stabilising medication when I ran out five days ago and I haven't been quite level on the railway tracks since then. They make me feel okay about the life … Continue reading Today