About Me
- Icarusmelting
- I was allergic to anything as a child and am still intolerant of peanuts and mispronunciations of advertisement and aluminum. I have been employed as a waiter, an assistant of teachers, a guarder of lives, and been given a crash course in hourly economics by a cadre of bleary-eyed late shift, organized warehouse employees. I am the person who provides wishes and smiles on dreary days by dropping pennies whenever I get them. My kindred spirit is a conscientious objector, named Deyja by should-have-been hippies during their hazy years. For shits and giggles she’s saving the world on a social workers salary, and stamping out conformity wherever she finds it. I cure depression with insomnia. I had an imaginary friend instead of a pet. I write my grocery list in code in case it’s discovered. I enjoy shades more than colors. The meaning of life is hidden somewhere in black and white candid photographs. I have difficulty with the notion that with each passing day everything I love is slowly dying. I think you can read a person by their eyes, shoes, and behavior at a youth soccer match.