Somewhere between the lines.
This place is mostly a collection of thoughts about unknowing. It is sometimes the rawest places of me, my skinned elbows and ego. It’s a place to put the things I think about, to get out that itch to create and coddle something of my own. I’ll keep coming back here. It might be sporadic and messy, but maybe you need to come to a place like this too.
Faith and lack of (Presbyterian flavored, mostly)
You might get lucky and find the odd and occasional bit of poetry or experimental writing here.