Somewhere in Utah there’s a straight stretch of highway that runs through a never-ending field of grass for a good long while. Dead…
The only truth about depression is there is no truth in depression.
“If you could choose any of them, who would it be?” my mother asked from across the…
It is a Thursday evening and I am in a yoga class. It is warm in the studio, a steady 85 degrees by the thermostat and likely more…
When I first moved to Steamboat Springs, I was six years old. I started school in the fall and spent most of my first year…
When I got home there was a ticket on my car and a letter in the mail. A card from Brooklyn. His address in the upper left…
I am going to tell you what it means to be a fool. You won’t listen, because I didn’t listen, but I’ll tell you anyway…
“When I was a kid, would you say I was anxious or happy or both?”
The junior high dance was held in the cafeteria. All the tables, those for the cool kids and those for the others, were folded up and moved…