Hurt and patterns. And a cat.

First is always the experience itself … On Saturday I saw a cat get hit by a car and die. Awful. Horrible. I was walking home from hanging out with friends. Not really paying attention to anything. And it happened so quickly — and so agonizingly slowly...

Tiny bits of wisdom

Okay, I was all set not to depress you anymore with more talk of how miserable I’ve been feeling the past few days, but it occurred to me that this might actually be useful. Sooooo. If you’d like a peek into my head right now, here are a few, oh,...

International Borekas and Repression Day

Not feeling much like writing this morning. Yesterday I learned that my friend killed himself. So mostly what I’m feeling like is crying and staring at the wall. But at the same time needing to write something, because writing has been my comfort at so many...
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