Struggle to Heal
Fifteen years into this struggle, and it’s difficult not to be discouraged that nothing is different.
My Complicated History with Mice
I would be lying if I said I hadn’t been hoping that Cora, the mousetrap queen, would be able to take care of this.
Walking in Place
I wonder if driving isn’t transportation’s equivalent of scrolling: too much input, too quick to remember more than a fraction of it.
The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald
At around 7:10 p.m., the Anderson asked how the Fitzgerald was doing, to which Captain McSorley responded: “We are holding our own.” That was the last communication heard from the ship.
Five Michelle Recommended Books
It’s not an exaggeration to say this book changed my life.
I grump
But I frown and sigh all the way to the car, down the highway, and into the parking lot.
To All the Boys I’ve Rejected Before
The whole thing was awkward, really.
Give Me Your Weary
If someone isn’t tired, who are they? Can they stand up?
The Hitchhikers
When I returned, snails lurked in every corner.
sit for moment
“I don’t have my keys,” I told Luke.
