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A is for Avenue in anticlimatic
Pulling consciousness out of nothing is quite the trick. Things make sense to look at them, now that we are adults. But do you remember when everything was just two dimensional shapes? Back wh...
My Greatest Regret... in anticlimatic
Long ago, I was walking along a mill-pond lake of sorts, down by the Sanitarium in Traverse City, when I passed a group of three young women, probably half my age, and as I was approaching I hea...
Life Hacks For Degenerates in anticlimatic
The next time you approach a busy line anywhere, say a gas station or bank, and find yourself dealing with the specific layout where the two people at the front of the line are clearly in line, ...
Strolling Across Town in anticlimatic
There is an interesting little street on the other side of the river, about a block long, connecting the McManus Bridge to the old Industrial quarter (currently undergoing gentrification). The s...
The Black Stallion in anticlimatic
Is a perfect movie. It moves me on a deep and profound level in what is, to me, the best tale of a loving relationship between a human and an animal. Dog’s might be “mans best friend” now, but ...
Roaring Brook in anticlimatic
I am something of a ruthless adventurer when my curiosity is piqued. I’ll trespass if I think I can get away with it, and I’ll find someone to ask for permission if I don’t. If they say no, I’ll...
As long as you come back to me, I will never ask... in anticlimatic
…for you I will be, the man in the iron mask. Stumbled into this incredible love song by Billy Bragg the other day via Spotify, and I can’t stop listening to it on a loop. There’s black com...
Stardate in anticlimatic
NPR has this weird little one minute show from the McDonald observatory called “Stardate” that is my favorite thing about NPR. They play a little ambient piano rift and talk about the positi...
Returning Dreams in anticlimatic
I get these odd little waking dreams, not as much as I used to sadly, of places that my imagination generates (I think?) and fills out with the subtle details of a lived-in world replete with a ...
Summer Thursday in anticlimatic
I had the creeps this morning, though it passed by noon as the temperatures rose, and I’m not sure exactly where they came from. Something about the light. The way the shadows weren’t at all whe...
"For they could not love you, but still your love was true" in anticlimatic
Sam Rockwell, one of my all time favorite actors since Lawn Dogs, has a pretty incredible scene in the newest season of White Lotus where he describes kind of coming around full circle on the ps...
I wanna go home in anticlimatic
Heard someone say that mid panic attack earlier and it ran me over like a bus. Not just because I knew the home they were talking about was gone, as of last year. Not just because I share ...
The Night Hits Different in anticlimatic
There is this long driveway past a couple old apple trees to a tall farmhouse that haunts my memory for some reason. Inside there were a bunch of puppies running around a laundry room with the...
I feel changed by it? in anticlimatic
The ice storm was the closest thing to a religious experience that I’ve had in a while. Never seen anything like it. I live in a city, which for all intents and purposes is really just a town, b...
The Storm And Ensuing Darkness in anticlimatic
The Nature of Projection in anticlimatic
It takes time to make peace with yourself. It’s hard to accept that you’re not a good guy. Or a bad guy. It’s hard to stop punishing yourself for doing bad things, by doing more bad things. ...
Going Driftless in anticlimatic
I’m beginning to get that Apocalypse Now eye. Twitchy. Paranoid. Unsure of anything. Not confidant in myself, or anyone. I feel like I aught to wake up. Like the dream has been revealed, and now...
People be unraveling in anticlimatic
I have this…friend. “Had” this friend might be a better way to put it. We were extremely close for decades. Met in high school. He reminded me of my Grandpa- very warm, very generous, and we l...
before tiktok, we had the funny papers in anticlimatic
I realized the other day how similar my tiktoking mirrors the time I used to spend reading the comics section, back before news consumption happened on the phone- when it still occurred dail...
Hey Gram! in anticlimatic
I keep meaning to get out to visit my grandma, but work has been relentless this winter season. I miss her though, and I don’t know how long I have left with her. She’s very old, now my oldest l...
Spent in anticlimatic
At some point in the 1930s someone mopped black mastic tar, mostly from recycled tires, across my beautiful old growth wood floors, and parting my planks with this black goo has proven difficult...
Silly Rabbit... in anticlimatic
“Advertising is about one thing: happiness.” I was in the tub watching Four Weddings & A Funeral the other day (yet another indictment of the modern dramady) when it was interrupted by a si...
As The Heavens Wheel in anticlimatic
Instincts are generational coping mechanisms. Evolution is weaponized scar tissue for the purpose of escaping the trauma that caused it. How many tree frog ancestors were eaten before one beg...
Armor in anticlimatic
What sort of armor do you wear, and what buffs do you get from it? If you live in the city, dressing well, or dressing with a specific style, can have various intended effects, not only on one’...
The Angell Farm in anticlimatic
Do you ever have out of body experiences? I sometimes find myself telescoping away from myself, figuratively, leaving myself far behind, far below, as a tiny dot- with all of life and humanity a...
