Heather called me today, excited about having used the blue pen. The blue pen is mine, you see. Well, it’s an indicator of my social activities. She has a nerded-out, color-coded calendar system that she keeps meticulously updated. You can ask her about any activity for any person in our household and she has the [...]
The Restart
I’ve become paralyzed, held fast by fear, guilt, and indecision. It feels like it’s been years since I’ve written anything, and even longer since I’ve written anything decent. Logically, I know that’s not the case. I know that I’ve put pen to paper, fingers to keys, or lyrics to music. I’ve coaxed thoughts from my [...]
