The Best We Can
33 isn’t shaping up to be too shabby. Honestly, I couldn’t put my finger on why that was for a few days. Not that when everything feels like swimming in sunshine (even the burn from so many rays) there needs to be a why, but considering the black hole of apprehension I felt in the weeks […]
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There are many reasons I’m wicked excited for the re-release of Kimber Simpkins’ book, Full. Scratch that. There is one reason: Kimber’s book made me a better, more mindful person and gave me tools to start the long-overdue process of loving all of myself, from the brains in my head to the toes on my […]
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You guys. Were you as disappointed in me as I was about the whole expired equines experience from my last post? That hazy memory shakes me in my core, from my clavicle down to my hip bones, my kidneys and colon and liver all quake about. Reliving that memory is like going all the way […]
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Movers and Shakers
Shaken awake, I laid in bed for a few heartbeats before deciding, yes, yes, this was indeed and earthquake and bolted to a doorless doorway for the duration of the quake (which lasted many more heartbeats, but given my ticker was thumping along as if I had just jumped out of a hot air balloon, […]
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My Most Recent Note
I went on 50 first dates, one in every state, for a few reasons: because I wanted to prove dating didn’t suck. Because I wanted something to write about and dating was prevalent in my life anyway. Because talking to strangers makes me ridiculously happy and energetic. Because dating sometimes equals kissing. Most of all […]
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A Conversation About Independence at the Water Slides
Some days my heart feels like it’s being squeezed the way one longs to squeeze a tube of toothpaste: from the middle, letting all the minty-freshness bulge on either end, while simultaneously being twisted like a washcloth being wrung out before being applied to ease a migraine. In those moments, the least thing I feel […]
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In Which The Word “Shit” Is Used Quite A Bit
Almost six months ago, Simone and I were texting about giving a shit. I just don’t care anymore, I told her. I seriously think you’re just out of shits to give, she replied. Tapped out. Over everything. Over life, I responded. Not really. But. Yep, she said. Almost six months ago, I was out of shits to give. […]
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