Reflections. Musings, poems, random, unedited and raw thoughts. I don’t know… This is stuff from various formats, many are simply images from my journals and sketch books, many written at obscene hours of the night when the dreams wake me. Some are taken from writing and recording notes in my phone, snippets of text messages tuned into images on my phone. They aren’t in any specific order. I’m just adding ones that speak to me. I may eventually go back through some old journals and share more, but for now, here is me at my most raw, vulnerable, exposed and honest.
