It’s easy to forget that your real life happened when you think about the four years of Donald Trump’s presidential term. The political overshadowed the personal, quiet introspection turned to outward outrage, for both supporters of Trump and his opposition. But real life did go on for all of us. Before we go a wordContinue reading “A Flower Grows in the Garden of Rubble”
Category Archives: Memoir
I Had a Secret Twitter Account, It Was a Shit Show
I’ve made my social media aversion abundantly clear at length, shouting into the void, publishing thousands of words on the subject that fell on deaf ears. That’s fine. But, as the title suggests, I had a secret Twitter account which I just shut down once I did what I set out to do. I’ll explain:Continue reading “I Had a Secret Twitter Account, It Was a Shit Show”
A Year, Nowhere
To say that this has been a historic year is an understatement. Pandemic, civil unrest, racial injustice, corruption, and all before Biden and Harris won the election. When written about, and especially because of the pandemic, this year will play out as a study in catastrophe and rebound, and catastrophe again, and then a littleContinue reading “A Year, Nowhere”
On Being Wrong
You’re going to be wrong, probably even at some point today. We’re raised to believe that being wrong is a shame, something to avoid. And while in the broader sense, it’s better to be right than wrong, being wrong isn’t that big of a deal. It’s more of something we ourselves need to get overContinue reading “On Being Wrong”
Casualties of Storytelling
Without naming names, my writing here has made me something of a pariah in certain circles. I don’t like this, conflict isn’t necessarily something I relish. I’ve got to work through some thoughts, stay with me. I’m torn in several directions, a rope tied to each ankle and wrist, pulling me everywhere and nowhere. PartContinue reading “Casualties of Storytelling”
Introverted Ham
In life, as in writing, I’m wordy and gregarious. I love to talk, I love to analyze, and I love to joke. But, I wouldn’t consider myself extroverted. None of this will come out if I’m uncomfortable. Trouble is: I’m mostly uncomfortable. Being a homebody has always been my way. I like going out, butContinue reading “Introverted Ham”
Spiritually Incurious
When I had the idea to write this piece, I did so with the clear objective that by the end of it, I would force myself to at long last nail down my views on spirituality. I’ve written before about how I’m completely irreligious, but haven’t said much of spirituality. I knew I had toContinue reading “Spiritually Incurious”
Peace, For a Moment
For so long I felt a storm raging inside me. I was mad about something, I was worried about something, my mind was always occupied with turmoil. After high school I had a near constant dread about relationships not going as planned. I realized much later that relationships never go as planned. When I wasContinue reading “Peace, For a Moment”
Graduating in the Dark
In May/June 2020, the entire class of 2020 nationwide, and worldwide, graduated to little fanfare. The COVID-19 pandemic forced all graduation ceremonies to be held remotely, with students and their families watching an online video presentation. It was necessary, but also quite possibly the most lackluster commencement in recent history. I graduated this May. IContinue reading “Graduating in the Dark”
Discourse
Since publishing my piece only four days ago about the election and baseless conspiracy theories surrounding it, I’ve had the good fortune to be confronted by someone who believes the election to be fraudulent. Now, I know this person, I’ve known them for most of my life, although I can’t say we were ever close.Continue reading “Discourse”
