Duly Noted
Old journals resurface after a move and reveal five or six years of marriage I genuinely could not remember, and I had to find out why.
Depleted Momentum • The Art of Weaponized Truth
Everytime the phone rings lately and it’s my mother on the other end, I think back to the times when she was not a phone call away but instead all in my face and in my personal space. I do not wish those days back.
Time Flies When You’re Not Having Fun
Twelve years ago I wrote about the Year of the Horse. Time flew and I wasn't having fun. I was hopeful in 2014. I'm exhausted in 2026. Here we go again.
Doing jack shit this NYE
Laid off, broke, depressed, and hiding it from my mother. NYE plans: me, my kids, and my cats. Also the part where I finally started writing again.
Letting Go of Self-Sabotage
An experience in fourth grade that was both good and bad. Years later I am still learning to let go of self-sabotage.
