Captian's Log Asthma and Despair 30 Jan 2022 Had an asthma attack yesterday. Been very low energy. Don't really want to do anything. Do you ever feel like hope is just a form of enslavement? a grift? that…
Captian's Log Musings on the Evergreens 30 Dec 2021 The snow has mostly melted off the evergreen sentinels surrounding my house, and the temperature might get up to a blistering 40° F outside. (F, of course, stands for Freedom,…
Captian's Log Musings on the Snow 27 Dec 2021 Many things happen in life which want no explanation, which is well, as they provide none. There may be, to the scientist or madman, a reason why the snow falls,…
Captian's Log From the Archives: On Integrity 26 Dec 202123 Dec 2021 Twice in my life, I have been assigned essays which I could not honestly write, or perhaps I should say, write honestly. In my final year of high school, I…
Captian's Log Cats and Dogs 21 Dec 2021 There is a cat on my leg. I cannot feel the leg anymore but for a strange tingling sensation where my leg used to be. The situation will not right…
Captian's Log Killing Trees 3 Dec 2021 My bank is always asking me to go paperless. "Save a tree," they say, but so far, I have declined their kind offers. So, every month they send me a…
Captian's Log Drabble: The Tightrope 27 Nov 2021 How thin the line between what was and what will be, this little moment called the now, this razor's edge we walk. I think my feet are bloody, but I…
Captian's Log Stranger Than Fiction 20 Nov 2021 I originally posted this here in reply to a writing prompt. Okay, you may or may not believe this, and I don't blame you if you don't. Let me preface…
Captian's Log Drabble: Only We 10 Nov 2021 They called the darkness lightand with hot pokers glowing red burned out our eyes.They cursed at sun and moon and starsand forced us down into the blackest pits and darkest…
Captian's Log How Conversations With Me Usually Go | From the Perspective of my Long-Suffering Friends 7 Nov 2021 "There's a story they tell about a dog. Barks at a fellow or something. Something happens. The point is . . . " My friend's voice trailed off. "Your point?"…
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