ghost ɡōst/ noun an apparition of a dead person that is believed to appear or become manifest to the living, typically as a nebulous image. There's been a ghost in my house, y'all. A "nebulous image" that's been chasing me like a shadow. Let me tell you a story. In the last year and a half, … Continue reading Boo! A story about ghosts.
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Detours and an ongoing disdain for pants
Monday mornings are an unpopular time to post your writing online, but I haven’t written in weeks, and words have been fighting to get out. So here we are. I could say that I haven’t written because I had to return my laptop to my old employer, or because I started a new job, or … Continue reading Detours and an ongoing disdain for pants
5 things I learned about traveling and anxiety
I’ve been away, not writing you things. I missed it, I missed you! I also remembered that writing is a tiny anchor that I require to stay present and passably sane. I have, however, been listening harder than ever. I left my quiet home in Grand Rapids for a loud and beautiful journey from Chicago … Continue reading 5 things I learned about traveling and anxiety
Listen up.
Does anyone else like lying in bed while someone else tinkers around the house? I love those noises. I’m not sure what the deal is, but lately, listening has been comforting and grounding. Maybe it’s a throwback to childhood, when I would lay awake, looking at the crack of light the door makes, listening … Continue reading Listen up.
Big coat+ big hair, don’t care.
Let me tell you a short story about big hair and big coats. The other day I busted out the blow dryer, which I hadn’t done since I chopped my hair off. I blow dried my hair with the sole purpose of seeing how large I could make it. VERY LARGE, as it turns out. … Continue reading Big coat+ big hair, don’t care.
Emergency kit
When life gets hard, I pull out an emergency kit. My emergency kit has a dog in it. It also has coffee, a candle, sage and something to write with. There are some rings in there that remind me to be strong; one from my sister, and one from me. I put them on, make … Continue reading Emergency kit
GTFO vs. bloom where you’re planted
Honest admission: I want to put my bed into a camper van, toss the dog in there, with a bunch of paper and pens and paints. I would drive around the country, slinging art, sleeping in my van. In reality, I would have no clue how to fix a van if it broke down, and … Continue reading GTFO vs. bloom where you’re planted
Alexis, 32, 0 Miles Away
Something I hear from my married or coupled friends is “I really miss dating” or “I miss feeling like I should put a bra on when I leave the house in case future boo is running to Walgreens too” or (I get this all the time) “I am so jealous that you get to do … Continue reading Alexis, 32, 0 Miles Away
16 months later + 620 words on heartbreak.
Heartbreak is no joke. Whether you are the one that ends it or not, the end aches with loss and emptiness. Time passes, and sometimes it heals all wounds, like it’s supposed to. Sometimes it doesn’t. People tell you to keep on keepin’ on, because time will totally take care of your sad little heart. … Continue reading 16 months later + 620 words on heartbreak.
Come hang out in this mess.
"Please don't clean for me", my mother says before she comes to visit. I used to ignore her, and fly into a sweeping and Windex frenzy. At some point I stopped. I realized that no amount of cleaning would make her feel differently about me. She knows I'm not perfect, so there isn't a point in hiding … Continue reading Come hang out in this mess.
mistakes by the lake 