[My first time riding a chair lift alone, after my first time snowboarding down a mountain by myself.] I've been systematically battling a general narrowing of my world for years, shouldering open slowly closing doors all around me. These are doors to different things, and while some slammed shut ... View Post
The reluctant parolee.
[Frands.] *If you're a real baller, you'll scroll to the bottom, hit play on that Spotify link, then let that song play while you read. Just sayin'.* First, let me say thank you to every one of you who reached out after my last post. The emails, messages, and texts were so genuine and honestly ... View Post
The art of war.
[This has been a year of much NFL.] Growing up we had a few sayings in our family. For those less than pleasant things everyone has to go through: "That'll build some character." For those atrocious things the very unlucky have to go through: "That'll put some hair on your chest." I've been ... View Post
Bespoke loss.
Sometimes, things kick the bucket. We lose jobs. Friends. Lovers. Arguments. Our figures. The ability to turn heads on the street any longer. Confidence. Money. Plants. While there may not be much choice in this matter, I have landed on one. Because as I was taking inventory of all my loss ... View Post
Washed out.
Over Thanksgiving, Florida did her best, brisk November impersonation. Winter light is such a dead giveaway. We walked on the beach one day and the tide was so high we skirted the ledge of the dunes, like carving bites out of spongey cake with our feet. The entire shoreline was littered with ... View Post




