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In which there’s a very long-form piece about love. (Originally posted here, but since I wrote it I decided I’d like a local copy and moved it. So here it is.) A year ago, if you’d asked me if I’d ever been in love before, I would have said yes, of course. I mean, I’m […]
In which there are quotes from some favorite non-fiction in my library. The truth is that we are all inclined to flatter ourselves – despite our daily experience to the contrary – that we spend our time thinking logical, consecutive thoughts. In fact, most of us do no such thing. Consecutive thought about any one […]
In which there’s a quote. Do you know how to make a match from scratch? Could you grind lenses for your glasses? Do you know how to make guns or bullets? How to refine ore, how to make aluminum? Could you build a battery? Do you know how to wire an electrical circuit? How about […]
In which I tell you about my weekend. And the crazy fluctuations in my state of mind. (Seriously, watching your mind do whatever it does is EVER an exercise in weird.) Friday night I went out and got drunk for no good reason. I hadn’t intended to get drunk, but I was sitting at the […]
In which I spent all day in my fucking room. I worked out, I surfed intensely and endlessly for nothing, I folded some laundry and didn’t fold some other laundry. Except I did go out – I walked my dog. Twice. She’s old. Like, 13 or 14 old. We didn’t walk very fast. I made […]
In which every time I go to New York, I have some sort of revelation about how unhappy I am. This is a very long post; YHBW. The last time I was in New York, I’d gone to sing on my friend Barbara’s a capella album. I went because I was invited, not because I’d […]
In which I realize something! You know when someone says, “Say ‘Irish wrist watch’ fast three times!” and most people try to and proceed to totally mess it up? Well, I don’t. I can say all kinds of awkward shit really fast three times! And I just realized that this is entirely due to all […]
In which there’s, like, not much. Apparently my brain is broken. I mean, I’m doing stuff – making bentos, knitting a hat, doing Xmas shopping online – but I can’t think of a single thing to write about. All my creativity is going into my tweets, I guess… there is a lot to be said […]
In which I ponder my reactions to my life and wonder at the key to joy. During the last few years of my marriage, when I was depressed and boxed in and miserable, I developed a form of aversion to complacency. (In my defense, at the time my complacency was nearly killing me: I had […]
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