Eating Humble Pie
Call it shedding my “a pleasure to have in class” skin.
Closing My Eyes
What actions are actually rest for me these days, and what are just a means to while away the time?
How to Be The Cool Adult
My students would keep me in the loop, right? They wouldn’t just say things and then refuse to explain them to me.
Me & The People I Watch Play Video Games
As life got busier and games got one hundred percent more expensive for me (because my parents weren’t buying them for me anymore), the scales fell from my eyes.
Best of 2024, Part One: Writers’ Picks
It’s unfortunately easy for excellence to fall through the cracks.
Being Left In Church
In the coming months, I will remember their absence again and again.
The Aldi Aisles
I want so deeply to love the people around me.
Don’t Scroll Past
When the topic comes up in conversation, I pause before saying the word genocide.
My Summer, as Viewed via YouTube Music
There was no way I wasn’t going to listen to a song named after my home state.
Show to Nowhere
Infinity Train feels like my white whale of media.
“TY Letter Out Soon!”
At this point, it feels like I’m writing thank you notes out of obligation, like I had the equivalent of an internet wedding and instead of noting gifts given, I’m thanking them for playing a game with me for four hours.
Rebuilding Beautiful
It means so much to me that I can hardly bear to let other people know that I’m struggling to keep it afloat.
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Twelve Gifts of State Testing
This was increasingly bad when that entrance was closed due to the impending NFL draft.
Little Talks
I don’t want to be deeply emotionally available to every person I happen upon.
Money on My Mind
Let’s not even talk about retirement.
On the Side
Doesn’t sound like a Hallmark movie, that’s for sure.
Best of 2023, Part Three: Best in tpc History
These pieces have stood the test of time (or of SEO practices).
What Day Is It?
I cuddled up in her guest bed and thought, You know, taking trips isn’t so bad.
Dead Leaves
My future seemed akin to typical Michigan weather: bright but cloudy.
You Stay Inside All Day (Derogatory)
Am I enabling students to become more withdrawn, to become more anxious about engaging with the world outside their computer screen?
The Memory of a Screen
It is forever in the way that every teenager screenshots a text message to send to a friend in disbelief, in the way that grandmothers download pictures off of Facebook and print them out.
Pawtuckaway O’Clock
4 am to 6 am: Camping’s witching hour.
In Which I Pretend to Design
Maybe scrapbooking is my true calling.
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Things My Father Was Right About
As if I was meant to absorb the classics in the womb.
Maybe I Just Can’t Resist Big Shiny Objects
Perhaps the Meijer family is more savvy than I give them credit for.
To London, with Love
You reached your hand out of the ocean of people, standing stock-still in the middle of an intersection while the masses swarmed around you, and I took it.
Figure 1: Chronic Overcommitment Cycle
But then your inbox stays dead. Your calendar remains open.
Santa Hat on a Tree, Nails in the Walls
If I lived alone, my apartment would probably look destitute.
