One of the first things you learn, as a traveler, one of the hardest lessons, is that you always take yourself with you. This sometimes really sucks. You default to the best and worst in yourself when you strip everything else away, and you figure out how much of who you are is tied to […]
On Thursday night I was walking home from work downtown when I saw a woman on the corner of Washington and State holding up a Free Hugs sign. I’d already seen the original Free Hugs video on YouTube, so I had a little shot of happiness at seeing somebody out in Chicago doing the same
… or I’m going to need to get a weekend gig at Starbucks.
Man, I Hope I Get That Interview… Read More »
I have been trying to write up a post about writing and trauma for the last hour, inspired by this post. I guess I’m still in a bad enough place that I don’t feel like I can talk about it. Of course, much of my reluctance is that so much of the current situation would
"Girlfriend in a Coma, I Know/I Know – It’s Serious"* Read More »
I received a bill in the mail today for $1617.73. This is the amount of money I owe to COBRA if I’d like to have continuing medical coverage through March. I have paid $360 of that, which leaves me to come up with roughly $1250 by March 10th or forfeit my ability to be insured
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You can give it all you got, and squeeze blood from stones, and you can give a little more after that.
One of the things I’ve tried very hard to do with my adult life is to be a strong woman. I took it for granted that I was nominally intelligent: I could put a sentence together and pass a test without homework and I didn’t put my hand on the stove just to see what
Writing Down the Bones Read More »