there will be {snacks};

Collected Writings & Randomness

For the longest time, I never really considered myself a poet, a writer, or any other kind of “artist”...

For some of the above, that remains the case, but, as far back as I can remember, I've always carried some kind of notebook on me, and I've always filled it with something. Be it poems, bizarre (and loooong) journal entries, short stories, drawings, comics, there hasn't been a time where I haven't loved having something to pour my imagination into.

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Part 1: Jonah

Saturday arrived to the tune of my bedside console's alarm firing perfect three-point shots into my eardrums.

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