Stone-age Love

The beautiful thing about books, for me, is the power there is in rereading them. There’s books that feel like old friends, that I’ll pick up every once in a while and read, even though I’ve plowed through them 20 times before. And each time I read them, they’ll make sense to me in differentContinue reading “Stone-age Love”

Damn ‘Rona

A little sparrow flew into my living room French doors today. Not because they’re so impeccably clean that you think they might be open, mind you, because I am a lot of things in life, but not a frequent window-cleaner. The dull thud when it hit the glass distracted me from something I was editingContinue reading “Damn ‘Rona”

Measuring your life in exes.

People have a tendency to measure things in units that make little to no sense (and no, I’m not just talking about Americans and their weird as fuck semi-imperial-fuck-up-system – GO METRIC) for no added perks. Take students for example, who manage to completely forgo the normal ‘money’ concept and start measuring things in beersContinue reading “Measuring your life in exes.”