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Day 100: An end
Left early this morning, driving it in one-go from my friend’s home in Brigham City. My Toyota Camry packed up with literally everything I…
Brennan Jernigan
Jan 22, 2018
Day 99: Empty squares
There’s a home, of course, and it’s always evening, the lamps giving off a warm glow. Must be Sunday, because I’m returning from something…
Brennan Jernigan
Jan 21, 2018
Day 98: The Porch, Spring 2015
The host stood on the stage and read out a name. Not mine. An old classmate from English lit. I half-listened to her story (desire and fear…
Brennan Jernigan
Jan 18, 2018
Day 97: Let him enter
Chandeliers that glitter and hang from high ceilings. Ornately crafted handrails and doorknobs. Embroidered cushions at every seat. An…
Brennan Jernigan
Jan 17, 2018
Day 96: Or maybe there were just too many goodbyes to count
“I don’t care if it’s a sad good-bye or a bad good-bye, but when I leave a place I like to know I’m leaving it. If you don’t, you feel even…
Brennan Jernigan
Jan 16, 2018
Day 95: The case against blessings
Okay, so let’s say I kneel down and say, “God, thank you for ____________” Just fill in the blank. Literally any good thing can go there.
Brennan Jernigan
Jan 15, 2018
Day 94: No return
I want to tell you about the first time I let a woman touch me. About how she asked me if she could and I said yes and she did.
Brennan Jernigan
Jan 14, 2018
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