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Untitled in Good Morning Providence.
”…you are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes.” James 4:13 (NIV) **”The days run away like wild horses over the hill.” -Bukowski When one countdown ends, another swi...
Champions of Nothing in Good Morning Providence.
It’s good to have those ≥90ºdays in the rear window so soon after winter. After years of appropriately wet seasons whose inclement weather patterns persisted into late spring, the two-week heat...
It's Just Calypso (but it's not easy to know) in Good Morning Providence.
…Has March ever been a time to expect 90º weather? Around the same fucking time last year, I was in layers, making mad dashes to my car to escape the rain. La Niña? El Niño? Aside from watchi...
You should be hated here. in Good Morning Providence.
It’s a La Niña year, so the weather is supposed to be this dry. The perennial longing for seasonally appropriate rain, the fretting over a summer potentially choked out by forest fires and drou...
There is no modern romance. in Good Morning Providence.
*The following is a compiled series of posts published in the OpenDiary circa Spring 2025. As the site is condemned, I’ve decided to transfer this entry in the name of preservation. * In these...
Null in Good Morning Providence.
Shampoo makes his hair even wilder even in the weakest wind, but without noticing the puzzled glances from the periphery, it bears no universal consequence. His stride is awkward and arrhythmic:...
Kotaku, the online tabloid, a self-appointed authority on all matters pertaining to electronic gaming and anime/Japanese culture, showcased an article on Chrono Trigger, among the best video game...
Alpha and Omega. in Good Morning Providence.
The Open Diary was a cluttered and otherwise chaotic mess. Operating on software unchanged since its inception, It perished, never changing the same shabby vestments of its youth…The site, howev...
Takk. in Good Morning Providence.
I’m ever grateful for the accommodations offered by my parents at this juncture. In the meta-narrative of American history, I’ve betrayed the paradigm of rugged individualism imposed by the patr...
Ce-Matin-La in Good Morning Providence.
I’m writing to resist the collapse of certain internal faculties. My speech and thought patterns are sputtering, leaving me unable to convey certain thoughts to my employer, friends and family. ...
"Come to me, ye who are weary." in Good Morning Providence.
My writing is circular. Over the last decade in counting, my patterns have remained static: Griping about the single life, living with parents at a relatively advanced age without having decide...
In two months and sixteen days I will be thirty. Ever bemoaned and ever the inexhaustible wellspring of existential anxiety, I am now at the mercy of a progression at the end of which is a bench...
Beacon. in Good Morning Providence.
-I've developed a fascination with lighthouses in recent weeks. With limited personal understanding of maritime activity and the historical institutions and implications of the structure, I will ...
Intermezzo.#1 in Good Morning Providence.
Are you a morning person or a night owl?: In recent years, I can honestly state that I have become a morning person. Thanks to a rigid exercise regimen programmed by my father, no lack of sleep...
Waiting to be Washed. in Good Morning Providence.
I awoke to the pleasant chime of "platinum" set as the default alarm on my tablet, and was pulled from, as I recall, a rather disgusting dream involving my cleaning up other people's excrement st...
Guilt in Good Morning Providence.
Listening to the song of a friend Spill my guts tell you everything Like how I've got it all but appreciate nothing -Malcom Middleton: "Loneliness Shines" Bid your father a fond farewell. five ...
