I’m Becoming This

November 7th, 2022 “I don’t know if I’m strong; I think I’m just numb.” – Khloe Kardashian Today — and this week, and this year, and the past handful of years — I wonder how many of us have been embodying this Khloe Kardashian quote. I don’t know the difference between strong and numb someContinue reading “I’m Becoming This”

Leave The Light On

November 1st, 2022 I’ve been reading a lot of pieces lately about whether there is any goodness left in the world. Not just written articles; people I know (and don’t know) are wondering aloud if there is still kindness and empathy and the desire to help left anywhere. While we were out trick or treatingContinue reading “Leave The Light On”

The Kind Monster

September 6th, 2022 Starting today, I’m going to be taking the rest of the month off from posting essays. I feel like you and I could use a break from each other, in a good way. I hope you’ll catch up on posts, if that’s your thing, or pick up some of my work andContinue reading “The Kind Monster”

I Am Not An Illusion

August 24th, 2022 Mystery is an amateur magic show. I get frequently asked why I tell people stuff on the internet. Like, the stuff you shouldn’t really tell people, the stuff people don’t talk about like I think they should, the stuff that is heavy or hard. I do it because I feel like weContinue reading “I Am Not An Illusion”

Everyone as Puzzles

August 5th, 2022 A life’s journey is puzzling. I’ve made that idea near-literal. When you’re in recovery and an open book, people love to ask you about the ugliest parts of your story. “So what was your rock bottom?” I have never been fully comfortable with that phrase, at least when it comes to howContinue reading “Everyone as Puzzles”

We Are Not Shields

May 25th, 2022 Let’s give all the children guns. The people who have guns, who love guns, who make money off guns, are absolutely unwilling to do anything about guns, so the only solution I can think of is arming each and every child who has to enter a school building. If you’re thinking, “That’sContinue reading “We Are Not Shields”

Second Act

April 13th, 2022 I did the math. If I live as long as my mom did, I already hit middle age at 29. I think about hills. What it’s like to get to the top of one and then roll, fantastically, without fear, down the other side. It’s what I should be doing. Hands upContinue reading “Second Act”

Kicked To Death By Rabbits

April 4th, 2022 A few years ago I did an escape room on my birthday. It was designed to look like the interior of a spaceship. I looked up photos of the room online and spent weeks getting excited for it. When we arrived and my group finally got inside, the room was tiny. IContinue reading “Kicked To Death By Rabbits”

Potholes

March 29th, 2022 This fucking pothole. Normally I would ask you to excuse my language, but then again, you don’t know this pothole. You can’t see it? I can still feel it. Week after week, I would fearfully drive past this very spot; here lived the deepest, most gnarly pothole I had ever set myContinue reading “Potholes”