Word botherer.
In no particular order.
Most of my adult life I felt badly because I had everything everyone said I needed to be happy, but was still miserable as fuck. I…
Memories
Flash:
There is always more than one of me. It gets confusing sometimes.
People are coming. We have to go to Walmart, for boxes and pound cake. The cake is for the people who are coming. They are relatives — so many of those.
Wind
I used to work with a man who hated the wind. I live in the place where he acquired that puzzling attitude. I sit with the wind whenever I can. It is a…
Every time I go to the internets — someone is talking about how they have social anxiety. I feel ya dawg.
Jobs, buying the right produce, and finding someone to stay at home with all come with this need to talk to other people.