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  • Gateway Thoughts Are the Devil

    Gateway thoughts are a bitch, a bastard, the devil. You’re sitting there, or standing, or being present physically in an environment but your mind is elsewhere. You’re thinking about anything that pops into your head, then you’re thinking of yourself, because a lot reminds you of you, and not in… Read more

  • It’s All in the Phrasing

    Have you ever thought about how similar phrases can mean about the same thing but have different implications when you really think about them? Because it’s all in the phrasing. And the phrasing changes the weight. Take turning someone down because of your age gap. Say you’re the older person.… Read more

  • The Misfits: a Movie About Lonely People and Loneliness

    It is difficult to separate the movie from the behind the scenes while watching John’s Huston’s 1961 movie The Misfits, starring Marilyn Monroe as Roslyn Taber, Clark Gable as Gay Lagland, Montgomery Clift as Perce Howland, Eli Wallach as Guido Racinelli, and Thelma Ritter as Isabelle Steers. Reminds me of… Read more

  • It’s Such a Shame, Really

    I don’t really remember how to write to myself anymore. Which is a shame because I used to be able to say plenty. And I used to know just what to say. It used to be that I would know how to begin, which is now the hardest bit for… Read more

  • I Had the Zombie Dream Again

    I had the zombie dream again last night. Haven’t had it in a while. Every time it’s the same plot, with slight variations in how things play out. Ultimately, the ending’s the same. In the dream, I’m back in college. Except it’s a combination of my high school as well.… Read more

  • The Space Between “My” and “Friend”

    None of us knew about Marianne until the funeral. Grandma was dead, having outlived her in-laws, her son, and his wife. She’d lived a full life, cliche as it was to say.   She’d grown so old and withered that we often forgot she’d been young once. She’d been alive for… Read more


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