On Missing Gordon.
It’s way past my bedtime. I am tired but every time I turn out the light and try to sleep, nothing happens. I blink up at the ceiling and my…
Read moreA Question Answered.
I always used to wonder what was the point of life, what was the point of my life, why bother with anything. What did it matter? What was the p…
Read moreIt’s a lateral move.
Driving home tonight, I realized that I definitely need to find a way to work the phrase “lateral move” into my everyday conversations. Me: “Well, it is really just more…
Read moreSmokes and a cup of Joe.
I wish I drank coffee. I always see them, these coffee drinkers, walking around with their little paper cups of coffee, and I really want to be one of them,…
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