I’m in my kitchen, dancing as I cook. The song comes on in my headphones, loud and intense. The first few beats drop and I
memories
i walk along the beach this morning, and the scent of the low tide brings memories flooding over me. in a flash, i am 8
Rage
I stand at the edge of the ocean, the waves are quiet and small in the dimming light. the wind blows through my hair as
the very important bucket
there is an orange mop bucket on the roof of the building that my window looks out on. it’s one of those building maintenance type
Time
For years I had wanted something so badly, I craved it more than I can ever remember wanting anything else. It wasn’t a singular item
This is Me, Non-Negotiably So
It occurred to me yesterday that I have now lived alone for more years consecutively than I have ever lived with a spouse or partner.