Tuesday, November 27, 2012

My transition into atheism was not—as many of my religious friends and acquaintances try to suggest—a choice.

Rather, my loss of belief was little more than the inevitable result of my perpetual self-education.

There was no decision to be made.

Continuing to force myself to believe in the face of the evidence to the contrary would have been the real choice.

Friday, November 16, 2012

Step 1: Go out, get drunk.

Step 2: Think of the way that she looked at you.

Step 3: Think only of the way that she looked at you.

Wednesday, November 14, 2012

"Everybody's drinking for the week night."

Wait...no...that's not how it goes...

Monday, November 12, 2012

Listening to the ice crack.

My ears ring against the silence.

Cold.

It is...cold, to the touch.

The room oscillates.

The page is still blank.

I am waiting for something.

...more whiskey, perhaps?

No...

Then it would just melt faster.

Then it would...

Nothing.

Nothing but frustration.

Saturday, November 10, 2012

Stimulants to keep me focused and alcohol to take off the edge.

I am pathetic.

But there is work to be done.

Tuesday, November 6, 2012

"I would give anything."

These were the words of a...younger man.

I would...

I would no longer give anything.

My feelings about the issue have waned, somewhat.

New priorities have arisen.

Reality has taken on a new shape.

I have changed.

Considerably.

I would no longer give anything.

But I would still give most things.