#166 Mindset

One of my goals for 2021 is to write a blog once a week. I am trying my best to keep this goal, but I almost failed it when I started. I kept thinking about what to write for my next blog. I didn’t want this to be anothing thing I am constantly thinking about…

#165 2020

Last week, I wrote a long blog about 2020. The blog described the ups and downs I went through during the year. As I was writing this blog, I felt a heaviness and a darkness come over me. I was reliving old emotions and feeling angry. It is recommended to write out your feeling because…

#164 I miss you.

December 16, 2012 changed my life. It was the day I lost my big brother, Yama. Today is his death anniversary. In the past, I always expected to be extremely emotional on his death anniversary but honestly, you become emotional if you allow yourself. I think about him then I cry. It doesn't matter what…

#163 Inktober 5: Blade

I am trying my best to keep up with these inktober prompts but life is busy. Bare with me. I was thinking of skipping some prompts but that seemed like cheating. I am on day five of inktober, blade. What the hell can I do with that word? It is such a boring word. I…

#162 Inktober 4: Radio

Radios scare me. Do they scare you? There is something eerie about radios. Who is on the other side? It’s creepy. Think about it. I have been listening to the Vincent Price radio station. I have been in a Halloween mood and Vince Price really helps set the spirit of hallows eve. His stories are…

#161 Inktober 3: Bulky

A bulky monster. Large bulky green eyes. Eyes that see everything. Bulky ears that flop side to side. It's feet leave foots prints that are indescribably. It waddles forward. We see a glimpse of its enormous backside. Do you have an image in your head? What do you see? xoxo frsh

#160 Inktober 2: Wisp

Inktober 2: Wisp A wisp of smoke curled up into the air. The smoke circled the luminous moon until it shined like a round pumpkin waiting to burst into flames. Slowly the wind wishes down toward the rickety branches. There, she stands. Her finger nails as long a needles. Sharp and long. If she scratches…

#159: Inktober 1 :Fish

A tired sailor is heading into an immensely dark night through the Atlantic Ocean. The rest of the crew is fast asleep as he stays up, steering wheel. The captain never checks up on the night crew which was a relief because John has been know for dosing off on the job. Tonight, he sips…

#158 Barry freaking Katz

Happy Birthday to Barry Katz. I was 23 years old and it was Spring of 2015. I had one semester of college left and I was working at a toy store as the store manager. I realized to late that throughout my college years, should have been interning instead of working full time but you…

#157 To my city.

Wow, this blog felt really good to write. It has been a while…HI EVERYONE…I've thought about writing everyday but nothing has inspired me…and sometimes when I try to write…nothing comes out…I don't know if this piece even makes sense..but I have been having mixed feelings about my city and I just wanted to write about…