Status Updates From Mother Noise

What I didn’t know at first was that connection starts with being hold. You can’t connect when you’re hiding splinter in your fragment of who you truly are.

Sometimes you move yourself out of the darkest parts of your past and such incremental steps that at first you don’t even realize you’ve crossed the other side and now stand somewhere new.

Psychology, wiki defines Morton’s Fork as an expression that describes a choice between two equally unpleasant alternatives, in other words of dilemma, and, or two lines of raising that lead to the same unpleasant conclusion.

I have a list now, things I would never abandon. A plaster mold of my son‘s hand when he was three in a lack of his soft, shiny hair from his first haircut,… Drawings my father made as a teenager, now framed on the wall of my office. They don’t replace the lost things. If you shake me, the past still rattles around inside