Box
When I came into this world, I was given a box. The box simply said “Life”. Nothing was inside the box. Slowly, over time, I began to fill the box with experiences. But then upon a certain age, I was … Continue reading
When I came into this world, I was given a box. The box simply said “Life”. Nothing was inside the box. Slowly, over time, I began to fill the box with experiences. But then upon a certain age, I was … Continue reading
Hi, my name is Reginald F. Sanzabaum the Third. You may call me Nick. Tonight, we’re here to talk about printers. Yes, those cute little devices we all rely on to remind us that we hate trees and the oxygen … Continue reading
For what I lack, I find. For what I find, I study. For what I study, I understand. But for what I understand, I lack. I judge others. They judge me. I seek to understand. They seek to understand me. … Continue reading
I love mornings. Don’t you? I mean, don’t get me wrong, evenings are fun sometimes too, and the afternoons can be interesting if the humans are around. Where do they go anyway? It always seems to be between specific times … Continue reading
There’s nothing in the world as ruthless or impartial as death. All living matter ages over time and eventually dies… No matter how mighty or tiny its life force… So being alive means you’re creeping closer to death with every … Continue reading