We fought hard to get out of bed this morning. Told Theresa we’d be out and about by eight but were liars until nine. Between the hard...

In the interest of full disclosure, I forgot that I’ve done a yearly wrap for many years. It’s strange to think that some of you have...

As I prepare for an incredibly busy September, my anxiety has been creeping up…a lot. I mean, there’s a fine line between anxiety and...

Her knee jiggles. Incessant anxious energy has made its home in her veins, moving through her as steadily as blood. Today, though, the...

This is an old piece I always thought of doing something with. Looking back at it now, I’m happy to let it be. It’s been such a long time...

In Salem, there are a lot of doors. There are a lot of doors to be seen and a lot of doors to be seen by the right pairs of eyes. Not...

Diagnosis with the Crypt Keeper The first time I meet my psychiatrist, he asks if we’ve met before. This does not bode well. He asks...

It’s a new year, and I am reflecting on the nature of my relationship with creativity. I’m learning to fall in love with reading again in...

Until I was about eight, I thought my grandpa was a Spaniard. This may have had something to do with him looking a lot like Antonio...

We aren’t ready. When Sebastian holds the door, and the sky blinks into blackness, we aren’t ready. When everyone is left standing in the...

Stuck inside. All I can do is read shitty romance novels. Why does this feel like a hostage situation? Since the rousing success of...

Most importantly: I embraced crop top freedom. Another year has come and gone, and I have to admit that 2018 was amazing. With 2017 being...

This is what it’s like to eat sunshine. I finally come to terms with my self-inflicted solitude over a tartlette citron (which I’m pretty...

My father always told me to look to the stars to find my way home. That was true a long time ago, when he was younger, before the...

There is smoke. It has grown thicker over the last hour, invading my lungs and stinging my eyes. I take another hit and begin to cough....

Dez is not a morning person. I remind myself of the fact when I feel the urge to ruffle his hair. His snapping turtle role isn’t worth a...

Blurry and, yet, we look great Sometimes it’s hard to believe that it was only four months ago that I moved into a house with Craigslist...

Gideon, lost in snow As a poor, naive Southerner, I thought that we might see spring and put away our snow boots by the end of February....

Paris will teach you about self-love, man. The last full day in Paris is bittersweet. Even after this short period of time, I feel like...

Appropriately dour. Today was the sort of day where you leave the past where it belongs. I took a hard look in the mirror and said,...