I woke up from a nap to a protest out on the street. they chanted “No Justice, No peace.” I watched through the window and saw a man capturing it on his phone, down below on the street. I didn’t recognize the flag they carried. It was green and yellow.
I woke up at 6:30 this morning. I was anxious about a staff meeting that I would have to lead. I was scared of of the professional part of my professional job. I was afraid of losing myself in the language of management and never finding myself again, liking that
I’ve noticed that when I break up with a person I generally write a piece glorifying aloneness. Romanticizing solitude and my relationship with the dog or cat I’d get one day soon. When I broke up with C, I wrote all about the cabin in the middle of nowhere and
On the afternoon of June 9th I was offered a job. I would work a normal 9-5 Monday through Friday managing an adolescent residential treatment facility. A big girl job. A year ago I was seeking this position out because the rest of my life didn’t feel very stable. I
M went fishing for the weekend and I am cat sitting. It scares me how much I miss him and how quickly I can feel lonely. Once when we were friends and not dating each other but dating other people to keep this feeling of loneliness at bay, I
The I-5 can be a lonely place. I know this from experience. The cows and road kill don’t give you much solace when your mind is swirling with grief and anger. The occasional white egret flying over the stampeding highway punctuate the lonely drive with hope that something may change.
We decided to go for a walk around 7:45 in the evening. We had stayed inside all day watching the news and listening to anchors commentate on how police were controlling the crows, comparing cities and judging which cities were doing the best at controlling the violence as though it
M is a filmmaker. When I was writing my screenplay he loaned me books on how to direct actors and how to write the most effective screenplay. His bookshelf is a resource precious to anyone interested in writing and filming a movie. He loves watching old movies and I feel
Yesterday, I watched 12 episodes of America’s Next Top Model, Season Three. It was my day off. Eva wins. I already knew that Eva wins because I watched season 3 in 2004 when I was 14 trying to ignore my anxiety and sadness that came with my first year of
