I was born under a summer sign. Everyone I know seems to have been, as well. I mean, everyone. When the stars come out at night, they align in a question, a movement, asking after a direction. You feel lost and found at once. You feel an energy gathering, like inertia and moment in the … Continue reading If You Look Out Your Rightside Window, You See We Are Approaching Summer. The Captain Has Turned On Your Grow-Your-Hair-Out Sign and Bare Legs Will Be Coming Down The Aisle To Get Tan and Sweaty.
"We worked hard to get here. This is the absolute bottom of the world, partner. We had to really put in the hours to get here. You think this happens every day?" "I guess you're right," I admitted. We were something special. "I know not everyone achieves this level of utter despair and alienation. We … Continue reading “This is Rock Bottom, Fella. Not Everyone Gets Here, You Know,” She told me, Encouraging me to Savor It. “Nobody Gets to Be This Miserable Without Making a Few Friends You Know… So Stay Vigilant. It Can Sneak Up On You.” “What’s That?” I asked.