Month: June 2015

8 Different Ways

Hope is that thing we chase down with all of our might. Sometimes we catch it, and sometimes it leaves us sitting on the curb, wheezing and saying, “Screw it, I’m going for ice cream.”


Something happened on September 28, 2014 — I have no idea what happened. I checked my calendars, I looked through my journals…there’s nothing there to indicate a catastrophic meltdown that would possess me to write anything filled with any amount of yearning or fire. And … Continue reading Moments