ESPINOSA

Waiting, that thing we do that requires patience. Waiting for your coffee, waiting for the bus, waiting for your existential crisis to be over. Are you waiting for something? I know what I’m waiting for. If you are, and you’re waiting for something significant to be over, it’s disquieting. You are never truly at peace – it depends what you are waiting for of course. But, if you’re waiting for…

There was an article in Frankie’s Issue 84, titled The Jealous Kind, where four writers (Caro Cooper, Daniel Moore, Mia Timpano and Eleanor Robertson) talk about what makes them jealous. Topics range from being desirous of having a non-dysfunctional family, the zen of a cat’s life, people who can trust relationships to how ridiculous the emotion is. Naturally, I wanted to give it a go, and for…

Third and final part of my series!

Warning: Offensive language included. Also, please excuse the cheesiness, I’ll throw in my 2 pence here and there (being anecdotes, but there will be no hint of their identity and our exact relationship because that’s just messed up). Some sections I feel are vague, but if it opens up a conversation, holla, so this then leads to you to feel free to leave any thoughts, anything from your own…

Some thoughts on sleep stuff, dreams, nightmares in a few of its forms.

Sleeping, so strange. We lie down on a big pillow, and use an even smaller one for our heads, then we use a flattened one the size of the big pillow to keep ourselves warm, or just use it for aesthetic purposes depending on where we all live, and then we experience death for a couple of hours a day and then off we go as if it’s nothing. Well I’m here to tell you that if you have always had a…

Repeat after me, and don’t hesitate

Never stay comfortable again I suggest that you make this promise to yourself. Word it out in your head, see the sentence as a whole, and think about what it means.. and no don’t be a smart-ass about it; it doesn’t mean sit weirdly on a single couch made up of jagged stones. It doesn’t mean that you need to pull a Chinese soldier in a parade 24/7 365 days a year (they stick pins in their collar…

When you are in a crossfire, of your even bigger crossfire

Yo, so this was a rant post, that has been sitting in my drafts for a while… so if it doesn’t seem to make sense, no worries. You’re not alone on this trip lol. I think this is a, uh, somewhat healthy outlet, so just let it be. Peace y’all. N x At a point where nothing seems to make sense, yet everything is clear? When your own intentions crash and explode with someone else’s, and you both have…

Second part of my series!

Warning: Offensive language included. Also, please excuse the cheesiness, I’ll throw in my 2 pence here and there (being anecdotes, but there will be no hint of their identity and our exact relationship because that’s just messed up). Some sections I feel are vague, but if it opens up a conversation, holla, so this then leads to you to feel free to leave any thoughts, anything from your own…