I love talking to people who are “awkward” and don’t have a perfectly fortified mask, I know they are human and they don’t pretend. They are not good at hiding their heart, their insecurities are right out on display, their humanity. These are such beautiful humans, the fire burns strong in their heart, they know… Read More The wisdom of the crowd has nothing for me
“I’ve never been lonely. I’ve been in a room — I’ve felt suicidal. I’ve been depressed. I’ve felt awful — awful beyond all — but I never felt that one other person could enter that room and cure what was bothering me…or that any number of people could enter that room. In other words, loneliness… Read More Introvert/Sensitive/Empathic Power is internal strength and beauty
“Hi, my name is Peter, and I am a dating app addict” I said. “Hi, Peter” The group says. “I have two weeks clean, I deleted my profiles permanently, my drugs of choice were Happn, Hinge, OKCupid, Bumble, Tinder. Towards the end it became unmanagable, I couldn’t get any school work done. I couldn’t see… Read More Dating App Addicts Anonymous (DAAA)
I got into bed Saturday night at 3 am, exhausted from a night of exerting the effort of facial expressions required to match the synthetic enthusiasm of drunk people. The night concluded with an Uber ride that was 1.6x the normal fare because of the increased demand, as all the drunks migrated home, some with… Read More Little Deaths, Masks, and the Existential Joke (Halloween Party)
As I sat on the shore of the bay this weekend, in a chair. I thought about the people close to me, in my life, each of them as a child, in my mind’s eye, with my eyes closed. The innocent, perfect, silly creatures they were in the first 5-10 years of life.… Read More Inner Healing Intelligence.
I walk into the bar with three friends. The group of young 19 or 20 looking girls turn their heads slightly. I size up each of their mate values. I infer the amount of time they spent in the mirror before arriving. I position myself in close proximity to the attractive girls’ group while… Read More I am the star of my mind movie- 10 pm to 4 am on a Friday night
“You say you would like to sit beside me while I write. Listen, in that case I could not write at all. For writing means revealing oneself to excess, that utmost of self-revelation and surrender… that is why one can never be alone enough when one writes…why even night is not enough.”… Read More Solitude for an introvert: A Love Story
