I have accepted my face. And, I, for now, have two faces. I can smile and laugh and talk with you, or I can simply turn, look you dead cold in the eyeball, and appear completely objective, stern, and in control. When I look at you with both faces, you become restless, confused, and overwhelmed. Do not fear little one, I come in peace, yet I come in pieces. • Read more »

Even when I am outraged, and the right side of my face is angry and intense, there is calm in the storm. Simply follow my left face, which remains entirely mellow and detached. As if I were one again. • Read more »

When I woke up this morning, preparing to do some light traveling, I felt fine. And, despite my car needing sudden and immediate repairs, eventually found my way to Seattle without incident. Yet, during the ride, I remember noticing a bizarre taste on the left side of my mouth. Also, the left side of my face felt different — at the time I first noticed this, I could not define the precise nature of such difference, but [...] • Read more »