Where is my place in the universe?

Why am I agnostic? Do I want labels? Do I not want labels? What’s up with queer people who are religious?

Doing church while being agnostic

I have returned from the dark room where I locked myself to tell you that I'm less dead.

I experience some blues

I have a nightmare so scary, I can’t even speak well. And I was right about that guy. P. S. please excuse the sounds in the background, my colleagues don’t know how to close a door gently.

I make a meal plan and it ends up with me wrestling a fish.

Worrying about my workplace relevance and fantasizing about Nigerian lesbian weddings.