It is September 2nd 2019, the time is 9:30 PM. I am sitting on my couch after feeding my dog. King of the Hill plays on the TV. Another day passing by in the vastness that is the universe. Another day, gone. Deep down in the smallest cracks of my mind, exists little sparks endlessly… Continue reading Being in a creative dump
Imagine that, a block buster motion picture about a superhero or antihero struggling with Bipolar as he or she tries to save people from a serial killer or something. I’d love to see that one day. “You read it here first, so don’t steal my idea, unless of course it’s already been thought of, then… Continue reading Even if I had superpowers, I’d still be Bipolar.