Monthly Archives: March 2014

When I was a young boy I remember feeling older subjectively than my chronological age would suggest.  I felt as though there was more to my existence than a handful of years would support. It’s foggy here in my mind now as adulthood has stripped some of this sensation away, but it seems there wereContinue reading “Ad Infinitum”

I choose to treat religious discourse like coffee at a diner: When someone puts their hand over the cup, that means they are done. It could be because they have had enough or their cup is already full. Perhaps they didn’t want coffee in the first place and only took what they did out ofContinue reading “Diner Coffee”