Another Year Older
For my birthday this year, please allow me to regale with the story of my life, as told in brief anecdotes and random factoids.
For my birthday this year, please allow me to regale with the story of my life, as told in brief anecdotes and random factoids.
Turns out brains – and headaches, more specifically – aren’t something anyone knows fuck-all about.
Here’s a few updates, for as long as this cup of coffee I’m drinking lasts.
A tale of independence, illusion, and intracranial intrigue, in which I am both the stranger and the land.
Screeds, sneezes, and stories in equal measure.