Stumbled upon a blog from years back ... Only in the Way Back Machine now. And it's exactly what the internet should be. Thank you person out there for writing a beautiful paragraph. I could only hope to do something... Continue Reading →
As a kid, I fell two stories out of the magnolia tree beside my house after a spider crawled on my hand. Guy painting the house saw it and ran to my mom. Tree is still there, a little wobbly... Continue Reading →
Since I was 5 years old, this has been my home. There have been years I don't come back. I regret that now. But it has always been a sanctuary. A place I could go and feel safe. Feel loved.... 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.
I'm sitting here watching the Minions and eating shitty Pizza Hut with my son. My mom is in the hospital 3 hours away. And I'm thinking about work. Piling up. Stuff not getting finished. America. You are a fucking shit... Continue Reading →
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 →
My mom gave me her and dad's old dish set years ago. Part of that growing up thing. I don't use them anymore, they've been wrapped up since I moved to Raleigh from the coast in 2012, so today I... Continue Reading →
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