The Fate of Our Pianos
And today, when I feel less than my full self in the midst of such urgency to be our best selves, I sway dangerously close to becoming firewood.
All Creatures Great and Small
The rawness of this proximity to life makes me feel vulnerable, sort of like therapy but without the armchairs.
Cl
My brain shut off seeing “3-chloro-4-dichloromethyl5-hydroxy-2(5H)-furanone.”
For Those Who Feel Numb
I don’t want to think about the election right now.
Hallmark and Heaven
Oh no, Hallmark, I think it’s quite likely I already care far too much about the assorted unnecessary objects in that unasked-for packet.
Pack It Up
I’d be lying if I said I didn’t contemplate the busted door as a sign from God that I should stay home, but I brushed that off right quick.
Learn for Life
If you were placed into a story about first dates, you’d better know your fish diseases.
“Hello, Zuko Here.”
Am I really supposed to make a purple sandwich out of this mess?
November 9, 2016
The professor in charge of my primary tutorial would, in what conservative pundits would later call “a total snowflake move,” offer to move back the due date on that week’s essay.
The Peace of Christ Be with Me
But writing about my anger also moved me to remember that there are no clean lines to be drawn here between villains and heroes.
