If I never write another thing on this formerly exhaustive chronicle of my humdrum little life, I cannot let “Shrinking” be the end. It is true that the incident in the park…
I. My parents instilled in me this underlying belief that things would always work out. During periods of depression, I watch this conviction recede from my horizon. The version of myself who…
I love beginnings. I’ve talked about that a lot in the nearly five years that I’ve been writing here. I like rituals surrounding beginnings. However arbitrary the new year might be as…
November is the first month in over a year that I allowed to go unremarked upon here. It was a crazy month that had a lot of looming questions. They are the…
I have been to a lot of weddings in the last year or so. Weddings on weddings on weddings. For a person who is single, my Instagram is overflowing with photos of…
It has been a busy few weeks. Sometimes in my quest to record everything I get so overwhelmed by creating a proper narrative for each event that I record nothing. I’d hate…
A few nights ago I heard sirens and I was struck by the strangeness of it. Mostly I was struck by the strangeness of it being strange. We live far away from…
I made a whole bunch of little projects for myself this month. Over the weekend I sat down to evaluate how I did. The scariest stuff was put off until the last…