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Weekends and the silent scaries
I’ve started to realize over the past month or so that weekends - but Friday and Saturday nights, in particular - are really depressing for me. There’s the sense, I think, that every other adult ...
Mercury in the fucking retrograde
Of all things astrological, it does seem like there’s something to the idea that communication is fucked sideways when Mercury is in Retrograde, as it is from about a week ago until just before C...
The right amount of distance
I can’t figure out the proper amount of space that you need between us. I think because it changes from day to day. And it’s easy to misinterpret necessary distance that might range from life’s b...
Things I remember
You suggested I write about things I don’t remember. I will. But first what I do remember. The instant connection between us. How easy it was to talk to you. How in sync we were. How everything w...
1,353,663 words
My ex-wife maintained an anonymous online journal for 10 years. Actually, longer than that, but she deleted several years’ worth of entries at one point. Ten years is what remains online today. S...
I know
What is something I can’t deny? What is one thing I know? What’s the first thing that comes to mind? At my lowest points, it feels like there is nothing I know for sure. The religion that I grew ...
Touch
Of course a billion words have been written about the power of physical contact. Studies about babies in orphanages becoming psychopaths because they didn’t get that at an early age. Or am I maki...
Self-centeredness
Something I question about myself: If you love someone, you should want them to be happy, like all the time, and no matter what. And of course, I do. But … what if that person’s happiness means ...
I miss you when you're gone
I’m out West, and my phone just dinged with an alert about a Facebook message. My Pavlovian response was to think it was you, even though - time zone difference - it’s way past the point when I k...