A Mix of Writings

They're going to die anyway. It's been a week since you left us. And now I have to say goodbye to flowers, too? And your cats. Your...

Angry drunk phone calls. It's finding reasons to hate the world. It's listing all the tasks that you'll never finish. It's finding ways...

"Do you want to stop at the beach?" he asked. He knew how much I loved the sea. I craved spontaneity and adventure, but didn't know how...

It changed to cream. Which made my past life feel like a dream. The store that closed with no goodbye. The music that stopped and made me...

I worked for a startup and survived the PTSD episodes. I'm healthy enough to finish writing my book and relive the trauma. I've learned...

"We're out of compact cars, but we have an SUV for no additional cost." We had arrived in Destin, Florida for my birthday. It was a place...

Where the sand dances around the center. Surrounded by shades of cold water. Where there's silence and mystery. But filled with love and...

It would give me one less person to perform for. To please. To lose. To regret.