I do my best self destruction in the winter. I try to keep myself occupied and happy-ish by any means necessary. I always fail because
I took a break from writing for about 2 months. No blogs. No books. No poetry. Nothing. I just went dark. I didn’t feel like
I had to work late today. So, of course, when kiddo asked me to pick something up on the way home, I asked, “what.” His
Nate called and apologized for breaking up with me. He said he was being premature and immature and he asked me if I would forgive
I broke a tooth a few weeks ago. Actually, a porcelain filling broke out of my tooth a few weeks ago. I went to the
I guess sometimes problems solve themselves. Nate broke up with me today. Not that I should be surprised. I guess it was partly my doing.