Today was a good day, and it was sunny, and I drove with the windows down even though it was and is February. I did light mending, I had morning coffee with a boy, I rummaged through thrift store until I extracted what I needed at a discount price, and I ate salmon twice. There was homemade pie from half a state away, there was a walk in the ( Read more... )

You know, what is so wrong about all of that? All I want to do, really, is to listen to maybe Dylan's Greatest Hits Side One and possibly Side Two on a record player, in my bedroom. And so I sat and looked very firmly at the record player I bought three years ago, the one the old man at the estate sale assured me would work, and I plug it in and I ( Read more... )

   Oh, but October is winter. Maybe we thought it wouldn't be. Maybe we were counting on the sun to stick around. Maybe we even lost our jackets, in the meantime. I know my black hoodie's gone missing, which, even as I'm cleaning out my closet and wading through polyesters, twinges at me. It's one of those items I accumulated, back when I was at ( Read more... )

It may be just me but Trivia Night seems like a dangerous occupation, me beating the tiny wings of my brain against the plate glass window of the world's knowledge. I get all tense, all wound up in the big bass boom of the announcer's voice rattling out the questions, I grip the pen and wish like hell that good penmanship meant smarts about all ( Read more... )

If we were talking about five greatest moments, of the year, entire, I'm afraid I have to compartmentalize even farther and turn them into two subsections, as in the moments that were about something just being and being beautiful around me with no lasting effects outside of the sheer expanse of beauty, and the moments that signaled some lane ( Read more... )

I'm so worried right now that I'm just living my life totally half-assed ( Read more... )