While digging through a drawer this morning, looking for a Crown Royal bag filled with my girlfriends’ mom’s jewelry, I found a plain, white cardboard box. I instantly knew what was inside. I popped it open, and was taken back... Continue Reading →
I got down to 245 pounds the other day. Then I went out to eat three times in two days and was back to 250. Weighed in at 251.4 this morning after cooking out last night and going to a... Continue Reading →
Today’s typing will be real. Personal. And shitty. I had spinal fusion surgery a month ago today. Each day over the past two weeks, my neuropathy pain has gotten worse in my feet. To the point that I am up... Continue Reading →
It’s been 10 days now since I had my back operated on. I went into this experience without any expectations, and I believe that was the only way to approach it. I remember changing clothes in the hospital, needing help... Continue Reading →
Seven hundred and fifty words. It does not sound like a lot. But when you sit down and begin to type, sometimes that number seems so far away. Kind of like a lost lover or a far away place. Something... Continue Reading →
The last 40 or so hours are going to be virtually impossible for me to recover from. Personally. Professionally. As a human. Fuck.
Two years ago I woke up in the morning later than usual as Izzy actually let us sleep in. I rubbed my eyes and went outside to enjoy the morning air with my phone in tow. I'd noticed I had... Continue Reading →
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