I’m not sure how long it’s been, but it feels like an eternity. Two weeks feel like they’re almost too much to document, too much for 500 words. It’s interesting that some of the more defining moments in life are the ones that are most difficult to capture with simplicity. Pictures might be better, less [...]
Category Archives: things that are perfectly fine with me
The Goods
03.16.10 –
I tend to know I’m in a decent place when I can be happy for other people, outside the bubble of my every day concerns and malaise. I caught a glimpse of someone from my past on television this morning, a brief segment that made me giggle in a way because of the improbability of [...]
With or Without You
07.08.08 –
I consider my ability to forgive to be an affliction. Like halitosis. Dengue fever. It’s the result of years of screwing up, of acknowledging my vast weaknesses, and not just those involving Pinot or Diet Coke. We all fail; we all fall short. We all don’t respond when we should, when the need is stated. [...]