Skirting around a depressive episode I took myself out for a workout, a drink, and a good old fashion public cry,… Fine. I didn’t anticipate it being a public cry, but it was. There I was, sitting on the patio of a popular Daquri bar, reading the story of the…

You know what happens next, I told my white male friend. Rather, you know where to find it. Because we do it all the time together, between the two of us. We get as close as the world is currently. I tell you all my feeling-based curiosities and you provide…

Right at the cusp, “this isn’t working anymore” and “I wonder what else is out there?.” This is the frustration I often hear when people are expanding their worldview. At this moment we are talking about Anger, Depression, and Upturn. To leave a place I’ve found I must be okay…

Even as I write this, I would prefer not to, but I hate Abbott Elementary. I know. *heavy sighs and reluctantly pulls black card from pocket* Truly, I get it. To quote a random Twitter user, “I love how black Twitter has collectively gotten behind Abbott Elementary.” Have we? I…

Only now am I beginning to taste the flavor of the pie that sat on the windowsill of my mind. Two months, roughly 6 or 7 phone calls ago, a progressively more frequent series of texts, and some mid-day daydreams and every day since I’ve discovered. I love you. It was the abrupt…

I used to live my life one beginning to end. Sunup to sundown. Opening act to curtain call. Either everything I’ve ever read or watched has lied to me, or I’ve finally escaped the matrix, and here I am, free. Free to roam around this land of uncertainty and surprises. …

I know I’m not quite middle age, but I have this growing sense of non-excitement towards life. No, this isn’t my chemical romance Mir, from 10th grade hanging in the gallows of my mind; hear me out… Life isn’t shiny and new anymore. New homes. New love. New jobs. They’re…

I read a quote a long time ago that said when the right person comes your way, there won’t be butterflies or nervousness. You’ll just feel calm. It took me a few rounds on the battlefields of love to get a fuller sense of that sentiment. For a good period…

I was afraid. How many paces? Wandering across the unattended frontiers of my mind. wild. Thirsty. Hungry. Uninvited waves of emotion settling on my memories of you. Minutes pass, I begin to realize my body is more afraid of the uncertainty of what it will do to me. …