There aren’t any rules to running away from your problems. No checklist of things to cross off. No instructions. Eeny, meeny, pick a path and go. That’s how my dad does it anyway because apparently...

The last great escape. I was done gambling, done betting on a ship that would never come in. I would cash in my chips while I was ahead. I didn’t want to suffer the growing...

The boy I used to know as Thomas Merker has been erased–replaced with a personality programmed by television and commercials to act a certain way.

You know what is? Our society is so screwed up from top to bottom, everything about it, that it’s become impossible to fix. It’s easier to change people and make them fit into something that’s...

When did life start being something you had to work at and not something that just is?

My memories are like a shuffled deck of cards, each one coming up at random.

Some memories are presents that I’m unable to unwrap over and over.