I had a friend. I did not want to miss him. There are many people who I don’t believe deserve my thoughts and “missings”. Deserve, I say,  as if I decide the importance of anything or anyone other than me. Cycles and change and the same changes in different lights flowing always ever in a circle….

Kiki’s delivery service

I sit in my chair, dancing and swinging my hands around to Lorde, and drinking coffee. I have just done yoga, I cleaned a bit, I put away the laundry. I’ve eaten, I’ve taken care of myself. And I’m thinking of turning it into productivity, as if there needs to be a big huge purpose…

In which I continue to relearn

I explained how my feet were in hyper space and my mind was a black hole. How I could see the flowers but not the ground. How sometimes I grow quiet and can only hear my very loud internally shrieking. Terror as I fall into the nothingness. But it is not nothingness. I walked these…

Am I just my fear?

Fear cannot be killed, but it doesn’t have to take control of my life. It doesn’t have to speak in my mouth, it doesn’t need to stop my hands. Fear is a murderer of intimacy, of growth, risk, and creativity. I crave these things but still hold them at arms length, and only because of…

When Instagram recommends people that I wish it hadn’t

I’m sure the reason their profiles popped up is because I used to have their numbers in my phone, but it was viscerally shocking to have so many of them in my face at once. My ears rang a little and my husband asked me something from in the kitchen that I didn’t catch. It…

What do you write about in your first blog post?

“You should write a blog.” My mother sounds encouraging, serious, and naive. I roll my eyes (because I’m on the phone and she can’t see me), and try to brush her off. “I mean it, you’re life is interesting, and you can talk about stuff that you learn!” I scowl and try to explain to…