Probably, I’ll lose a toenail or four and I’ll almost certainly end up shitting in the woods in the rain hating all of my life choices. I’ll cross paths with venomous snakes and stand on the side of a road, thumb in the air, cursing the unfortunate necessity of hitchhiking alone despite promises to myself … More suit and jacket.
Hi baby girl. Come close. I need you to hear me. I need you to open your heart, just a sliver…I need you to let these words in. You don’t have to believe me, precious girl. Not yet. Just listen. And open. There are things I am not, and this is important. I am not … More five hundred.
# 3 Walking in love Here’s what it looks like when you tell people you’re romantically involved with a man who is twenty eight years older…a man who was born the same year your parents were born…a man who is also your boss: shockingly dull. Ours was a slow and methodical coming out. My partner … More 2017: the hits [part II]
Twenty one days into January and I’m only now getting around to writing this piece…which is sort of a really fantastic metaphor for how 2018 is unfolding thus far. I’m cold. To the bone, I am cold and I cannot seem to get warm. No matter how many baths I languish in or pairs of … More 2017: the hits [Part I]
My feet are planted firmly on the ground. My life, to an outsider, appears simple – boring, even. It doesn’t feel boring…at least not the kind of boring we ascribe to the uninteresting. Maybe it takes another soul who’s survived years of groundlessness, fear, and chaotic discontentment to understand the ethereal beauty of my day-to-day. … More all is calm; all is bright.
I originally wrote the following in Spring 2016. It’s been sitting as a draft ever since, though I’ve returned to it from time to time…like someone studying the pages of an old photo album. As I settle into my second year of sobriety, it’s become more and more difficult to remember what it looked like … More the look of it.
This year, for the first summer in five summers of apartment living, I took advantage of the community pool, which opened each morning at 10:00 A.M. weather permitting. For such an enormous complex, I expected a less-than-desirable experience but was pleasantly surprised to find the place very clean and completely dead until about 1:00 P.M. … More I swimmed! [once around the sun]