Designated Doodler

My room is hot. The battery in the clicker that controls my fan and light is dead. Awake at 2:30 in the morning, this almost feels like a summer night. But it's not. I just took a six hour nap and woke up in the middle of the night. I tiptoed out and got my phone. Filled up a glass of water as I observed the night form of my daytime home. Sometimes life just feels so weird. And I think this is one of those nights. Where you lie beneath a still fan in the dark, cursing Whataburger patty melt ads that cut through your Spotify songs. But when the Antlers start playing "Rolled Together," everything goes back to being alright. A week ago I didn't know what to do with my future, but now I do. So thanks for taking the poll, all three of you. I guess it didn't matter anyway, because I chose an option that got no votes. Oh well. So long and thanks for all the queues. I'm going out onto the ocean in a paper boat. In a voyage of tests and trials to see if I sink

I used to look up at the sky As I lay on my skateboard At the end of the driveway And think to myself That you weren’t that far +++++++++++++++++++++ Highlighter green Apples poured off the trees That lined the drive littering the concrete But I would push them aside Rolling back and forth As I stared at the sky +++++++++++++++++++++ Thinking that this was the same sun That wrapped you in light And even though it was hard Maybe you weren’t that far …Just a sky away ….Not that far apart …Just a plane ride from today And we were connected still Because the clouds that rolled over me in the light of day Would hover over you at night, in the sweet Pennsylvania dark +++++++++++++++++++++ Just nine years old I went where I was told My back on the black sandy surface Of a well-worn skateboard That peeled at the corners Nudging apples out of my way As I rocked back and forth In the burning heat of midday With nothing in me that

I feel like it's been a really long time since I've written a blog post. I guess that's what happens when you start another blog (or two). I don't even know what to write right now. Not every piece of writing can be a stroke of genius, and I feel tapped out. Between the art I churn out non-stop and the writing I do for myself...I'm tired. It's a good distraction though...writing, blogging, art, SAT tutoring, art tutoring. It keeps my mind off the fact that everything's going to change. But hey, who doesn't love drastic life changes? Oh right...everybody. Haha. All I can think right now is that I'd love to go home. That and I ate way too many toffee-flavored, chocolate covered almonds. So instead of putting into words the past (however many) weeks, I thought I'd just slap up some photos. The probability that anyone is reading this is likely slim, but I don't really care. This post is for me - so I don't forget the good things tha