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We eat to sustain ourselves and we breathe to take a moment in time, a sustaining act in itself. The fresh air will revitalize you and you will find yourself thinking clearer, happier, and bouncier than before. You will know what to do.

» Posted By AmPetryschuk On 04.12.2012 @ 1:00 pm


There are occasions when I wish I knew what was going to happen beforehand. Then I wouldn’t end up with the same suggestion twice. It’s like getting the same suggestion twice in a row for an improv show. “Hi, we’re Reverse Tranny Surprise, can we get a suggestion?” “Lust!” “Umm, you gave us that LAST week.” Of course, that’s when a suggestion or show is even memorable enough to stick with you that long.

» Posted By AmPetryschuk On 06.28.2011 @ 9:00 am

One can give into their passions on a daily basis, and still be left unfulfilled, if the soul is not satisfied. I burn with longing for something specific, but what that is, is undefined. Will I recognize it when I see it?

» Posted By AmPetryschuk On 06.27.2011 @ 1:32 pm


How apropos. As once again, the imagery conjured is me, dejected, sitting on a concrete step. I have never been good with money. Occasionally I am surprised I am not worse off than I am. I never have to wonder how good people get in shitty situations. I understand completely.

» Posted By AmPetryschuk On 06.24.2011 @ 11:57 am


Funnily enough, I predicted that anything I write today will be tinged with despair. Despite the sun shining brightly outside, it’s one of those days, where I can’t seem to get past all the anxieties that are building up, the ones I keep pushing away, which will eventually over-take me. Sweeping them away and ignoring them doesn’t make them disappear. But at least I appear to be psychic. A little bit.

» Posted By AmPetryschuk On 06.21.2011 @ 10:03 am


Backed up, and boxed in
Nervous, on needles and pins
Shrinking down into the dark
In the corner of this concrete park
Await your fate

» Posted By AmPetryschuk On 06.08.2011 @ 12:37 pm


Hung on a chair
Just sitting there
Abandoned and dirty
The owner’s pushing thirty
Crumpled brochures
For places obscure
Line the inside
Of this well-worn, much-loved, bag-shaped piece of cowhide

» Posted By AmPetryschuk On 06.01.2011 @ 1:38 pm


Improvisation has me saying yes to everything. I said yes a lot before, and got some great experiences under my belt. Now, I’m so busy, I have had to learn to say no. And as Ricky J reminds us, No Means No. Thanks Ricky J.

» Posted By AmPetryschuk On 05.31.2011 @ 12:04 pm


This sort of thing is designed to make you nostalgic, retrospective, and pensive. Does anyone exist who DOESN’T have some regrets? Some questions, about what life would be like had you made one different choice? And the smallest things count. Things you wouldn’t think matter, well, they always do.

» Posted By AmPetryschuk On 05.30.2011 @ 11:43 am


Thirst slaked, I gazed up to the peak of the mountain. The cool breeze rifled stray hairs that had fallen out of my ponytail. I wasn’t sure what I would find atop this peak, but I knew the view had to be worth it. I don’t like to do anything that isn’t worth it. Dropping the canteen on it’s loop back to my hip, I took my equipment, and prepared for the last stretch.

» Posted By AmPetryschuk On 05.26.2011 @ 12:32 pm


Kittens turn into cats. Sad, but true. My cats are beautiful. They’re hilarious. They no longer fit in the palm of my hand. I love looking at pictures of them, when they were that tiny. Prika would hide behind the dryer. She still does that. Funny that she loves the dark so much, when Spice can’t get enough of napping in the sunlight. I wish I was a cat.

» Posted By AmPetryschuk On 05.20.2011 @ 1:05 pm


Oh. This is the same as yesterday. Sad. But not as sad as it could be. Because life is a disappointment sometimes. And you learn to get over it. Sad experiences don’t override the happy ones. And hopefully this entry won’t override yesterdays.

» Posted By AmPetryschuk On 05.18.2011 @ 9:54 am

Red lips, cherry kisses. Nips on the shoulder blade. Smoky eyes. What tempts you? She tempts you. Especially lying beneath you on the mattress. Looking into your eyes, wanting you to love her. But do you? You bite her lip, and crush her hair in your hand.

» Posted By AmPetryschuk On 05.17.2011 @ 11:59 am


Kim Mitchell is not a good radio DJ. In fact, I hear he’s a douche. However, he makes some of the catchiest, most ridiculous songs. “Go For a Soda”. Hah. My childhood mis-understanding makes more sense, where I heard “Might as well go for it so that nobody hurts”. Because how does soda prevent hurt? It doesn’t. In fact, it probably causes more damage. I read the studies.

» Posted By AmPetryschuk On 05.13.2011 @ 12:15 pm


Dewy sweat on her brow. Rosy cheeks give vibrance to her face. A smile shows how much she loves you. And you take her in your arms, and kiss her oh-so-gently. And she melts against you, like a waxen figure, too weak to resist.

» Posted By AmPetryschuk On 05.12.2011 @ 12:14 pm

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