The Odd Guy Blog
A Big city and a little guy That’s how I pictured myself sitting on the rooftop. This place wasn’t expected to be sweet, nor peaceful, nor the keys to a better future. And as far as I’ve seen, it’s still none of those things. Yet, I was told this city isn’t what it used to […]
On the day after our grandmother’s wake, I took the kites she had made for us, Deciding to drive my brother and I to the field Where I used to watch the sun fall. We take our kits, and stand right by the hill, Taking in the view above the trees, Breathing in the flowers […]
I wake up, opening one eye. I look around my bland, messy room, then shut my eyes, hoping to get some rest. My body, however, always seems to have other plans. First comes the dry throat, begging for me to get any water in me. Then comes the back pain, making me flip over and […]
What part of our living is not powered by belief? How is it so that the very notion of connecting an abstract thought to reality is what motivates humans to do most things? If belief involves having trust in the connection of something abstract (Ideas and concepts, like Beauty, Truth, Love) to something in reality, […]
The pink salt rock night light illuminates the dark black, overly decorated room. Posters of all kinds of bands, movies, and books cover the left side of the room. On the right side, there’s a bookshelf lined with records, books, and figurines of all shapes and sizes. In the middle of the room was the […]
