Moments way before this one stung with my loneliness. My entire adolescence, the wake of disappointments in college, the year I moved to another city and it didn’t work out. … Continue reading Notes on Loneliness
Every event is a numerator of 1. The summation of everything you’ve lived through is the denominator.
Did I just begin an essay with THAT title? Yes, I did. Trust me, I think I’m nuts too. There’s a running list on my phone of every name that … Continue reading I Keep Baby Names on My Phone