sobriety.revelations.reckoning
I was 8 or 9 when my mom took me to see my first magic show. David Copperfield. Be still my heart. Hundreds of people. Ducks and chickens on stage. A large scale, hundred thousand dollar production. It was awesome. I had practiced and perfected all of the tricks in my Blackstone magic kit; and […]
I can’t get this one job opportunity out of my fucking skull. It just reverberates and taunts me. I hate the cold. I feel like it’s a personal affront to walk outside and be accosted by freezing temperatures, wet snow and icy wind. I grew up in Maine and lived there again in my late […]
I was borderline obsessed with Angelina Jolie in the mid 90s. I loved that she had a round face, big mouth, attitude for days and gave zero fucks. One of her first films, Foxfire, was a feminist manifesto based on a story by the venerable Joyce Carol Oats and it resonated fiercely in my angst […]
Not fml, but fuck my brain. The endless ruminations about the future and the past; the constant search for the next place, be it near or far, the lack of closure; all of it is seriously eating any semblance of joy I was hanging onto. There’s something about the stark coldness of the new year. […]
It’s the favorite time of year for gym owners, life coaches, and fitness specialists. In the USA, Monday will be a very busy health day. January 1st fell on a Friday and only the most dedicated decided to start their new diets/exercise regimens on a weekend. I think we’re all feeling hopeful, yet slightly let […]
