from boulder
Describe, prescribe, asses, treat, make broad promises and repeat until I’m paralyzed and exhausted.
homesick
No matter where I am currently living, every 6 months or so I am required to travel back to Colorado for a haircut. Finding someone that you trust with your tresses is delicate, vulnerable work. For that reason I am unflinchingly loyal to my stylist, even though it means a $200 haircut quickly spirals into
from childhood
I was 3 the first time I left home. I’d woken up early to a silent house. Mom was at work. Dad was asleep somewhere after a late shift. I was functionally alone, and I began to pack my things.
it ain’t rainbows
A friend who I’d met in an IRC chatroom for people who wanted to stop drinking asked if making it to 3 years was ‘all rainbows’. As I began typing my response, my eyeballs rolled back in my skull and my fingers flew across the keyboard in a lightning bolt moment of inspiration. Through a
from asheville
I left that witch shop and North Carolina weeks ago, but those 5 seconds of hot awkwardness ripple the pristine surface of an otherwise flawless excursion.
new eyes
I wonder if modern kids subsist on the same diet of extreme excitement and crushing boredom that I did. The teetering balance of anticipation to actual happening was never more lopsided than on the first day of a new school year. Eager new outfits and first-day jitters landed with a chalk-dusted thud against a inevitable
Oh, hello.
Remember those commercials (they for sure came on during Jeopardy) in which some beige spokesperson, leaning casually on their beige desk corner, would break the fourth wall to ask you a specifically provocative question, then awkwardly introduce themselves? Something like, Are you tired of paying full price for your cat’s diabetes medication? Hi, I’m Argyle
Or Do Go Gently
The active ingredient in successful change is not grit or intention, but gentleness. I write this from a vantage of intellectual near-certainty, while under the surface my still-skeptical heart is fluttering in doubt. But hear me out. You’re going to fail. Accept this truth of being a person and suddenly every stumble becomes life-affirming. Failure