Spring is here.
Spring is here to remind me what I’m supposed to be doing now that Spring is here. The next few months are going to be hell on earth.
Spring is here to remind me what I’m supposed to be doing now that Spring is here. The next few months are going to be hell on earth.
When a touch automatically short circuits my brain, there’s a problem. This evening, my brother and his family were over and they had brought a cake and a few gifts for my birthday, which was really sweet of them. Anyway, we were watching a movie, and I had ordered pizza for everyone. It arrived and I had opened the door. Well, much to my pleasant surprise, a very sweet, very adorable delivery person was standing there. She had gone to…
TV feels fake. That’s obviously no surprise to most of you (sorry wrestling fans), but I have been feeling the fakery extra strongly lately. It’s as if my senses have become sharper, more astute when observing things. TV feels fake. The news feels fake. Politics feels fake. Food tastes fake. People feel fake. I don’t mean they’re purposely being duplicitous, just that the emotions I sense from them feel fake. That feeling could, every last bit of it, start…
36 years old today, and it only feels like 110.