The Same
I’ve returned to blogging skeptically, reluctantly because I know some of things I share here have damaged my already delicate home life and I’m doing a pretty good job fucking that up without rubbing salt in the wounds. But I need this space somehow, this collective nod, the communal understanding, to help me make sense […]
Drunk Dialing
In the effort to dismiss such things as my “reputation” as a writer; in keeping with he communal effort that is blogging, I am now indulging a sort of inebriated form of posting which, like drunk-dialing, is the solitary outreach of an intoxicated, lonely person with access to the tools of technology. It’s a blast […]
Time Will Tell
Now that I’m spending ridiculous amounts of time with various therapists, hired guns intent on fixing the inner turmoil, I’m learning that there are certain things that generally define a therapy experience. First there is the noise machine that fills the waiting room with crashing waves, chirping crickets, the strains of Tchaikovsky. It is an […]
