Worried a situation will be ruined? Don’t worry! You can do it yourself.
Homemade pizza and home manifested social anxiety
Stop making me say good news at the beginning of meetings to make yourself feel better
Growing as the grass
Not as sweet as anti freeze
Tired and tiring
2/21/20 I almost didn’t write in my diary today. Not that I wanted to ignore it, but in reality it’s the morning after yesterday and I’m writing this at the kitchen counter cooking French toast.
2/15/20 It was an interesting day. I stated up very late with Marie last night, & we both woke up early. There was a casting call in Folsom nearby, so Marie convinced me to go with her & Amelia. It was technically a casting call for infants/children, but they also want families. When we wereContinue reading “E.R.”
2/12/20 There is a section in the parking lot of the business park where I work at that touches life. In the back, left corner (if facing North—so, technically, the north-west corner) there is a calf-high concrete jut fixed nicely by a fence. The fence is lifted to my left, a possible path for parolingContinue reading “Birds”
2/10/20 Another day gone, another day older, another moment lived. I know for a fact that Monday, February 10th, 2020 will not live on in infamy within my psyche. For the most part I remained the same. My physical form did not dissolve into the ether &, for the most part, I am still aContinue reading “Three Penny”
2/8/20 We went to the Oakland Zoo today. Marie’s godsister works there, so when Marie mentioned going this weekend she said “I got you guys,” and she did got us. She got us in for free, helped us get a stroller for free, got us a jump in line, free lunch, a private room (technicallyContinue reading “Zoo”
2/5/20 I had a bad dream last night. I was all over the place. Men were falling from the sky, crouched, with long, sharp fingers. They would kill you immediately if you questioned it. If you didn’t say anything then were just there. Marie said it was time for her to join them.
2/3/20 During the simple cadence of the evening I find peace in the discordance. Amelia’s shrieks—refusal to brush her pearly whites—mixed with the heater’s hum fills me with a simple luxury: homeliness. I know the walls of our apartment don’t shine gold. I know the structure of our abode isn’t built upon sapphire stones orContinue reading “Universal Blue”