I don’t know what it means.
Maybe it doesn’t mean anything.

Outliers aren’t the goal.
They don’t represent us.
They never have.

You can visit your past, but you can’t live there anymore.

I have been to festivals and networking events this year. Everyone who hears I’m a screenwriter has the same “Who’s a good boy?” reaction that I give my dog when he brings me a toy.

So I sit here, waiting for paint to dry and for some kind of meaning to crawl out of all this mess.

That’s not trolling.
That’s not trolling. That’s intimidation, plain and simple.

You ever feel like you’re just running from anxiety and it’s always right behind you? Yeah, me too. Here’s the truth: you can’t out-hustle it. Stop pretending you can.

I didn’t see compassion.
I didn’t see curiosity.
I saw propaganda in meme form.

And I broke.

They’re not memories.
They’re not fantasies.
They’re visitations.

Rage kept me warm.
Sarcasm made me bearable.
A good playlist made me dangerous.
And the people who left me taught me how to stay.

Sleep drips morphine into my skull.
The dead unzip garment bags, fasten spines into boots,
organs tucked into sleeves,
blood stitched to collars.

I kiss my dog in the morning.
One less time.
I watch my wife sleep.
One less time.

I am watching everyone I love slide slowly toward the inevitable,
and I can’t stop it.

This isn’t a glitch.
It’s the system.
It’s the feature set.

Everything felt like I was watching it on TV.
Sound down.
No subtitles.

And when my dad died the next day—when the world tilted again—I didn’t go back to the sad bastard music.
I kept playing BTS.
Because, for once, I didn’t want to spiral.

You think you have time?

You don’t.

Yes — people are pointless.
So stop wasting your time trying to be one of the good ones.

I remember when he wrapped his tiny hand around my outstretched finger.
I remember holding him—me in my Ghostbusters uniform, him in a onesie.

Because I don’t want to keep holding grief like it’s a gift.
It’s exhausting.
I don’t want to keep losing people just to have more material.