I can be a dick sometimes, but I’m ok with that.

The road to true self-awareness is not always fluffy bunnys and fairy bread, they probably wouldn’t make very good roading material anyway, but the journey is pretty incredible regardless. Although not easy, what can come of it makes it all worthwhile.

Genuine connections with others can only come about if you are genuine and true to who you are.

So be a dick, it can be rather entertaining, and as long as you smile I’m pretty sure you can get away with anything…

Drying out my snowman.

The illusion we live by.

In hiding.

Traipse.

The sweeping sun sleeps.

Herd of jars huddling for warmth.

Wigglers.

The thinker and his hat.

Skeletal.

Infinite nothingness.

The house of the whiteware witch.

Snow breaker.

Life long pals.

Defacing? No, just facing.

Goodbye is never goodbye.

Fly high little birds.

xx