Friday, July 22, 2022 Stared into nothing, empty space, to waste moments of uncertainty as life progressed slowly to the tune of history ignoring the trauma of days gone for the enchanting songs of dreams to come. https://patreon.com/jason29171
Thursday, July 21, 2022 Time goes, Time gone, songs played, late night stays at home alone dreaming of a life never realized. https://patreon.com/jason29171
Wednesday, July 20, 2022 I’m considering what more I could do with my writing. I plan to find places to submit my writing. I hope to post more writing on here and on my Patreon. I’m considering how to utilize my writing and photography and filmmaking to make money so […]
Tuesday, July 19, 2022 Forgotten, overlooked, I’m certain I was ignored all of my life based upon my perceived identity, they only saw what they thought I was but I’m more than their imagination would ever allow me to be. https://patreon.com/jason29171
Monday, July 18, 2022 Woke. DAY. Goodnight say. Pay the weight of wait expressed in minutes and ounces. Configure the delivery of wasted hours and dreams of clock towers ringing and singing of a new hour. https://patreon.com/jason29171
Sunday, July 17, 2022 Sometimes I feel the emptiness of a life lived alone in the shadows as those around me ignore the shadow I’m casting, ignoring who I am for their versions of me based upon their lack of knowing me. https://patreon.com/jason29171
Saturday, July 16, 2022 Sometimes I think of past moments, regret the choices I made, remember the price I paid for the decisions now past but not forgotten. https://patreon.com/jason29171
Friday, July 15, 2022 Be still, don’t kill, no ill feelings ’till you open your mouth about something you know nothing about. https://patreon.com/jason29171
Thursday, July 14, 2022 Soft light, morning rise, imagined life, daily life, opened my eyes, realized I’m still where I’ve always been. https://patreon.com/jason29171
Wednesday, July 13, 2022 Memories linger and orbit like space debris on my mind, colliding and finding me alone with nothing but Memories of years gone. https://patreon.com/jason29171
Tuesday, July 12, 2022 Silence. Oppression. Stress on life’s direction. No guidance. No direction. Alone and abandoned, without help from anyone. https://patreon.com/jason29171
I feel the changes, I see life changing for me, I feel the waves of changes altering everything. https://patreon.com/jason29171
Vague words, story heard, moments shared, temporary things I long for now. https://patreon.com/jason29171 Sunday, July 10, 2022
I’m not the best at convincing anyone to be anything but themselves. Shelves of books written about topics plain and topics strange. I arrange my days to say goodbye to one I’m already missing. https://patreon.com/jason29171
Beyond the imagination, the imagined, is truth and the root of all good storytelling. http://patreon.com/jason29171
No life, alone, everyday, dreaming of more, but waking to the same lack of a life with each sunrise. http://patreon.com/jason29171
The fog of memory. Lost in mind is time. Drifting around are moments gone. I recall bits and pieces of days gone. A museum of memories in my mind. Please continue reading this blog on my Patreon: http://patreon.com/jason29171 http://threadbeast.refr.cc/K2TGJ8G Please read my writing on my Patreon and these sites: http://patreon.com/jason29171 […]
I didn’t mean to forget you, if I could go back we’d still be friends, but now these many years later we’ve gone our separate ways. I remember riding so far, I think of you every so often. Where are you now? I have no way to connect with you. […]
Jason Whitaker 