My brother used to say, “if you’re going to be particular, you’d better be specific.” I had forgotten how much I loved the phrase until I heard it repeated at his eulogy. I’m not sure it’s meant to be, but I think it’s a profoundly beautiful statement. It grants permission to be particular in yourContinue reading “Introducing… The Specifically Particular Guide to a Wild and Wondrous Life”
So here we all are in 2022, trying to figure out wtf is going on in the world and what we’re supposed to do next. I feel as though I’m poised on the edge of my seat, waiting for the news to deliver the next unfathomable event.
When I was 19, most of my friends were alcoholics and addicts. None of us had futures plotted out. None of us believed our lives merited such worth. We tended bars and waited tables and partied hard in between. We were surviving, scraping up affection wherever we could get it- often through one-night stands andContinue reading “27. In Conclusion”
I know. I’m behind. I’ve avoided writing the last few weeks… because I want to write only good things. Because I get tired of the saga. I have realized something. For eighteen months I have been waiting for my life to return to what it used to be… for myself to return to who itContinue reading “26. Head and Heart”