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🌌 The Distance Feels Near With My Eyes Closed


🧩 Personal Writing Prompt

What is something your younger self wanted badly that you no longer want—and what changed in you?


August 7, 2026 — 6:53 p.m.

Standing outside in the dark with no light outside of the stars…can be calming.

Occasionally, some kids that like to drive fast on different blocks nearby…I can hear them.

I keep my eyes closed and I can hear some dogs howling off into the distance.

The distance can feel near when your eyes are closed.

It can be as if we are connected like dots, looking to create something larger than I…

me…

you…

us.

Yes, I am odd.

I think odd.

I am odd.

I do not fit often.

Some can look at me and see a normal Mexican-looking guy who might not speak English…even though I was born in Los Angeles.

It’s annoyed me in the past.

Oh, it’s even pissed me off.

Oh, emotions…

I tried to make friends a couple of years back.

They were classmates.

Nothing more.

Outside of that…

no friends.

I get along with many but retain none.

Oh, it bugged me.

It confused me.

Now…

When I was a boy, friends were easy to have.

I had friends for blocks, so I thought it was easy.

Younger me wanted to have fun…

to play Nintendo with his buds after riding our bikes around the block.

Connecting the dots of younger me with present me…

What did I want so badly?

I wanted to fit in.

I am odd.

That is just the way it is.

So now…

I’m okay with it.

Because odd doesn’t have to be bad.

It is just…

curious, man.

That’s all I got.

Enough with my gibberish…

Gonna brew some vanilla bean coffee.

Love the scent in the morning.

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šŸ’­ Reader Question

What part of yourself did you spend years trying to change just so you could fit in?


šŸš€ Stay in the Garage

When I write something new—or finish a drawing, a Street Cinema piece, or a Hood Chronicle—I’ll send it your way.

There’s no schedule.

You’ll just hear from me whenever something is ready to leave the garage.



2 responses to “🌌 The Distance Feels Near With My Eyes Closed”

  1. There is so much power in making peace with being “odd”—embracing our uniqueness beats forcing a fit every single time!

    1. Thank you 😊 I’m odd, and I’ve learned to be okay with being the square peg. I think life got a little easier when I stopped trying so hard to fit into the round hole. I appreciate you taking the time to read. ā˜•

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