Grow Awry
Thursday, December 25, 2014
Sunday, October 5, 2014
Sunday, September 7, 2014
Monday, July 14, 2014
Sunday, June 8, 2014
Life is Sweet.
I am now officially the same age that Dave Montoya was when I first met him. I was sixteen. I thought to myself then "whoa, he is old". I listened to Belle & Sebastian and The Smiths and my best friend was a dog named Roky. He is dead now. But I, for the very first time in a very long time, am very much alive.
Monday, April 7, 2014
The little scientist, the earthworms, and the ticket to Africa.
Jane: "Hello, now this one is an old favorite isn't it?"
Me: "Yes, it is the very first book of yours I ever bought."
Jane: "I'll sign it right here."
Me: "Thank you for everything you have ever done, I greatly appreciate it."
Jane: "You are welcome."
Sunday, March 2, 2014
It could make you regret your birth, or turn cartwheels in your best suit.
My father has a broken heart and mine is just now mending. I bought a gigantic bottle of good gin for thirty dollars. I hit a tree on accident, the brakes and steering wheel said "nope, not this time". I felt something I had never felt before right when I thought that I had felt all of the feelings that there were to be felt. Before I hit the tree I was forced to embrace the impending disaster and I thought to myself, "okay, here we go, I hope my body doesn't break." My body didn't break.
This is the new year and it has been good to me, I promise.
And I want to be good.
Thursday, February 6, 2014
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