The Differences

I don’t like food. I love M. Night Shyamalan and almost all of his movies. I’m not a fan of comedy in almost any form. I believe in God. Okay, this last one is kind of cheating, because I guess…

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Ten-Day Hindcast

Some days, you wake up and realize that ten days have gone by without you really sharing what’s going on in your life with people. Maybe you don’t, I should observe. I do. Maybe you wake up and realize that…

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Dining with My Future

Fish’s house is a long narrow rowhouse nestled on one of the narrowest streets that allows parking in the United States of America. It’s a one-way street barely two car-widths wide, part of a series of such confusing glorified alleys…

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Chasing Memories

I think I’ve spent most of my life chasing memories. I do something, I enjoy it, and then I spend years trying to recreate that thing and get back to a place where I can relive that moment or reinvent…

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The Curse of Idealism

What’s interesting about my perspective in contrast with others’ perspectives is that perception is often a long long way from reality. And the more I’ve thought about it, the more I’ve really realized that my sadness comes from my idealism.…

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This Desert Life

I find I have less and less to say with my own voice. The wide applicability of that comment is hard to underestimate. Most music is dying for me, but the few songs that aren’t say everything I could possibly…

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Hope

“Get busy living or get busy dying. That’s goddamn right… I find I am so excited I can barely sit still or hold a thought in my head. I think it is the excitement only a free man can feel,…

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For the Last Time

I am doing your dishes for the last time trying not to drop tears or nasal runoff into the too-hot soapy water I see each crack groove, nick, chip, scratch in each plate and could tell you where it’s from…

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…It Pours

This is getting absurd. The Counting Crows show was a great experience overall, despite manifesting as an emotional woodchipper that forced me to hysterical tears during at least six songs. I’ll write up that whole situation at some point –…

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