I’ll be going about my day, buying groceries or talking to a friend, and then that unmistakable pull from my chest sinks down into my guts. That guilt. That wave of nauseous disgust. It’s the way you feel when someone … Continue reading
It has been a tough week. I banged up my car, missed two days of work, screwed up my back, and had to drop five hundred smackaroos (that I don’t have to spare) for damages during the worst time of … Continue reading
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Yesterday was my mother’s 60th birthday. A milestone year. I have these vague recollections of being twelve or thirteen or so and doing the math in my head of how old I’d be and what my life would look like … Continue reading
I come home from a concert tonight, proud of myself for having made it through its entirety without needing to be the teensiest bit drunk or carrying around the belief that the night is unsuccessful because I did not make … Continue reading
I am broke. No, not Hannah Horvath from HBO’s hit series “Girls” broke–with well-off parents attempting to teach their spoiled daughter the ins and outs of fiscal responsibility—but broke broke. Like maybe you’ll have to forgo dinner this week … Continue reading
I spend a lot of time thinking about how to most successfully channel much of the conglomerate bullshit that inhabits my mind and then, succinctly, upon waking, this word-vomit turns into half-forgotten mush–turkey leftovers with freezer burn and half-eaten green … Continue reading