Memories, Narrative, Quasi-fiction, Reflection

1562 Pennies Later…

I hit a concrete column as I tried to enter a slot in the underground parking structure at Safeway grocery store. My surprise at my nonchalance did not quite overpower an ambient numbness. I hit the same spot on my bumper's edge (right-side, under the headlight) that struck the stump when I slid off the… Continue reading 1562 Pennies Later…

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Analysis, Criticism, Observations, Quirky, Reflection

Conflux #1

Vocabulary.com offers conflux as a synonym for confluence, as "a flowing together" or "the act of blending together components thoroughly"; its connotations are slightly different from the riparian 'confluence', which is the name of a nascent entry that I never wrote because I could not get it perfectly in-mind.  After browsing an entry by a… Continue reading Conflux #1

Analysis, Memories, Narrative, Observations, Quasi-fiction, Reflection, Uncategorized

The Meaning of Life & Suicide in a Bathtub

Though it contains true facts, this is a piece of magical realism. Read it in its entirety before becoming alarmed... I considered the option of suicide in a bathtub, four years ago. I dreamed of luxurious, hot, morbid release as I read the warning label on a bottle of drain-cleaner in my Grand Rapids, MI… Continue reading The Meaning of Life & Suicide in a Bathtub

Analysis, Reflection, Uncategorized

Reverse Exiled: Avocational Crises

Last week I opened a two-months-fermented word-document [rexiled_definitive] titled “Reverse Exiled”, like the name of this WordPress outlet. The Reverse Exiled blog materialized from the great visa-excursion of 2012, as I tried to return to my position at Wi’am. The blog shared a common purpose with the journey across Asia and back, which I understood… Continue reading Reverse Exiled: Avocational Crises