Grief is best served without sandals

Today we buried a friend. He was far too young; turning 40 in a matter of weeks. We hadn’t known he was sick; it was a secret he kept from us for reasons maybe only he will ever know. But today, during the slideshow that is somehow supposed to encapsulate a life into a three... Continue Reading →

The boiled lover

I guess I'd never really thought I might end up alone. Somewhere in my future, I saw "something", a happily ever after of sorts. I never saw me being on my own long term. But with every day that passes with more of the same bullshit, grammatically flawed messages that hit the inbox of whatever... Continue Reading →

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