recovery and growth, things that interest me, occasional deep-thoughts, and semi-regular poetry
"Today is one of the few days that I didn’t have to look up at the calendar to check the date, because today is the day that my son turns nineteen. It’s a strange milestone; I’m filled with pride and also a little grief because there is no longer any disputing it – my son has grown up..."
"when we fucked for the first time it was glorious though i still can’t decide, upon reflection, whether it was the execution or the alcohol..."
"When I was young, we used to go bowling on occasional weekends. Five-pin, but in the pre-bumper days so the results were often abysmal. It’s disheartening when you’ve nothing but zeros and twos filling your row on the score sheet."
"there's a hold in my particular bucket that can't be filled with mud or straw, though that would be a handy solution..."
"I am, like everyone else, tethered to this world through connections, made or in the blood. I have a place, I have a spot in the lives of the people in my circle and while I’m grateful and love my clan dearly, I must confess that at times, I deeply resent their existence."
