Daily Thoughts + And Nightly Feelings
Weekly Diary Entry #2
Daily Thoughts
The creatures are out!
A grimy little nightcrawler amongst the innocent, the moral, the normal.
A strange yet understated spectacle for all to glare at, to bask in its utter repugnance. Glares.
A discrepancy: that which does not belong and is marginalized by its surroundings.
Sadly, this feeling is not—and will not be—a rare occurrence, a traumatic moment crystallized in time.
No, it is far more troubling than that: it is an extended torture that, as time follows its linear course, will only further disfigure, corrupt, perverse and ultimately, completely consume.
