Spiraling the drain. That’s the best way I can describe my state of mind right now. If I were brave, I share a picture of my studio, which would perfectly showcase the dumpsterfire raging in my head. I spent the first part of August in the fetal position. I evenutally got out of bed and … Continue reading Cashing out.
I’ve spent 15 years wondering how to approach The Meantime Diaries. I’ve started and stopped various iterations. The timing feels right, now; maybe the end feels closer so it’s more appropriate. I’m going to carve this space into three sections: Me/Then – Responding to my old journal entries. I want to give Me the truth … Continue reading So much to say. (Part 2)
Dave Matthews is going on in 30 minutes. I loved him back in college. I’m numb to everything right now but decided to come anyway. I would’ve wasted the night anyway. Now I can be alone in a crowd. (Confession: I didn’t give away the second ticket. I asked a few people and then stopped … Continue reading So much to say (Part 1)