ETERNAL SUNSHINE OF THE SPOTLESS MIND
External sounds, such as screeching tires, ambulance sirens, and barking dogs, evoke fear in me. These noises consistently cause distress, though the reason remains unclear.
External sounds, such as screeching tires, ambulance sirens, and barking dogs, evoke fear in me. These noises consistently cause distress, though the reason remains unclear.
Sometimes—I’m having a memory of one of our living rooms and then I realize it’s just my old living room, in the house I grew up in, in Cupertino.
My memories are shrapnel and bloody bits of flesh and jagged pieces of time. Dirty smoky air, which I breath. Pieces of parts of things. Of people. Blood, streaming onto and into the sharp, steaming shrapnel. I see familiar images –memories deteriorating on the ground. I am my own world. My spinning world of love and grief and memories. My world of my words. My world of my worlds. My ether, with floating, evolving, melting…
You have bleach, a box of razor blades you bought twenty years ago, at Flax, and a very sharp chef’s knife. But the knife was a birthday gift so it seems disrespectful to use it to slit your wrists. Plus, wrist slitting seems like an acute challenge and you’ve never been good with details.
World Haemochromatosis Awareness Week 1-7th June 2025 Hemochromatosis is a condition where the body absorbs too much iron from food, leading to iron overload. This excess iron can damage organs like the liver, heart, and pancreas, causing serious complications like liver disease, heart problems, and diabetes. Haemochromatosis, aka the Celtic Curse, (Or, as I call it, the Celtic Cunt.) is what’s caused nearly all the medical crap that’s happened to this thing I call my body. Chronic…
Like a lot of people, I wake up every morning. I’m sure this is true because I’m alive. Again. I’m in a living room, on a sofa. Staring at my hands.