"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."
"Feeling alone, feeling like an alien, feeling like you don’t belong anywhere is hard. It’s isolating, and isolation doesn’t lead to anything good. Dark feelings are amplified when you hide them away from the world. When you keep to yourself and don’t share. We all need connection. We all need to be heard."