The Not Easy Shit

Just so we’re clear, this shit ain’t easy. And when I say this shit, I mean writing along the  eclectic levels on which I express. I’m like an amoeba, shrinking, expanding, morphing— showing up in different shapes from moment to moment and one day to the next. I’m not doing it on purpose …. not…

When I Win, You Win

By the time I realized where this blog was taking me, it was too late to turn back. I don’t say that as an admission of regret, rather I say it to record the truth. Because the truth also is, if I could have seen the future of my unfolding here, the unpacking of my…

A Tough Run & Pain Spirals

For the last few months I have been running two miles a day, every weekday morning. Running has been a frequent activity in my life since high school days as a middle-distance runner on the track team. I have been very inconsistent with running throughout adulthood, but I have never cut it out of my…

The Middle-Finger Incident

This is the story of how I lost my cool on an ordinary summer day. I have no idea how this happened since I don’t recall anything amiss or unusual in the hours leading up to the incident. I had even been on a declared Love-journey for the previous four months, seeking out strangers for…