Yes, ya bish is back. In what capacity, I’m still figuring that out…
It’s only been a few weeks, but 28 feels better than 27 ever did. I spent much of the previous year preoccupied with my own mortality – even quit smoking for good and abstained from alcohol for several months; it was a dry summer. On my way to a job interview, a deer hit meContinue reading “the rumble where you lay”
i’m five hours early to the airport. looking at the growing crowd in my terminal, there may be flights arriving and then leaving my gate before my flight. the woman seated next to me has apple care on speakerphone trying to troubleshoot why her wifi won’t connect. my gate clearly isn’t big enough for theContinue reading
i’m in the mood to write a book and get a tattoo. i can neither afford nor justify spending money on a tattoo now or in the coming months, but i can write, so… (this is no april fools. i really might just sit down and write a goddamn novel)
i found my first grey hair this morning. almost two and a half months after i turned 27 and a few days into the new year. i’ll admit i’ve been having a rough go at it, overlap from the previous year. financial issues, relationship issues, life being what it is. but that grey strand, perkedContinue reading “age.”
Sometimes your friend will call you while you’re napping and ask if you’ll ride up to Tennessee with him – an hour before he’s going to leave. Say yes.
To think I almost let a sinus infection keep me from the trip of a lifetime… I loved it there, but you couldn’t pay me enough to drive those mountain roads again.
i have a lot of thoughts about a lot of things. situations i’ve been in, people i’ve known, the mountains of feelings i’ve left unsaid… there is so much i want to say, apologize for or justify and not apologize for. i want to publicly talk about things i’ve been harboring so i can cutContinue reading “nothing was the same.”
your flaws are yours. they’re weeds and perennials, prized vegetables and pollinated fruits. the neighbors can gawk but it’s your garden, your yard. yank your exes out by their roots. fertilize friends and forgive yourself when some don’t survive the winter. cross pollination happens and well-meaning can still kill a crop. tend it how you please.Continue reading “the rules.”