(These. Photos. Am I right?! I saw them on Tumblr and felt a jolt of recognition, and of course, they were taken in Fukushima.) I’ve been in a dreamy haze, writing a lot on my own. I told C today that as I start to write more, by myself on a real computer, and not … Continue reading
Last night was the first night in 134 days that I did not come here to write. Instead, C put V to bed, and though I opened the WordPress window and even hovered my cursor over the subject line, I eventually navigated away and researched and wrote for The Book (intentionally capitalized, because that’s how … Continue reading
Today was weird. It started out great, and then a return went wrong in the afternoon and a weed dealer with a huge following posted my boss’s name and our phone number on Instagram and the phone never stopped ringing. My boss had not interacted with or met these people at all. Our business page … Continue reading
As I pulled onto our street from the driveway this morning at 7:45, something was off. Sun warmed the trunks of the trees; leaves fell towards the gutters. (Southern California thinks January is a good time for autumn to begin.) But that was the only sign of life: I didn’t see a single car no … Continue reading
We rolled in today slowly, gently, in comfy clothes. We spent a long time at the park with V’s cousins, had lunch, ran around the mall, and mostly stayed at home on the couch, snuggling and having snacks. When that got boring, we asked Alexa to play upbeat 80’s music and had a dance party. … Continue reading
After seeing my brother’s new house today, we drove home talking about our lives and the cost of living in LA, which honestly is draining our bank accounts and our spirits. My brother lives 40-ish miles from where we live, and his house is so lovely. It made C and I question if we’re on … Continue reading
As I approach the end of this blogging experience (today is the 129th consecutive day), I feel good about it. I am so grateful for the chance to open myself back up, like a bottle of something that was long dormant. I watched it fizz and bubble over, until once again the liquid contained ran … Continue reading
“Psychologist Abraham Maslow’s hierarchy of needs lists physiological needs–for breathing and food, for sex and sleep–as the most basic of all drives. Next comes the need for safety, followed by the need for belonging. But what about the need to forgive? There is no belonging without it, no safety, no love.” –Chloe Benjamin, The Anatomy … Continue reading
I walked to my car with a coworker, Cam. When we got to the fifth floor of the parking structure (one of my favorite places in the world), he said, “Whoa, look at those clouds!” They were bubbly, frothy pink clouds foaming up over the mountain ridges to the east. “Cumulonimbus,” I said automatically. “Why … Continue reading
Saw this on Instagram this morning and immediately knew which friend I needed to send it to. ❤️ I’ve lost a lot of sleep in recent weeks, often worried about things I can’t control. I tell myself that it’ll be fine, it’ll blow over, but man, it’s hard to talk myself down sometimes. Around 2am, … Continue reading
small life, slow life 