The first story I can remember writing had a knight in it. It had a prince. It had dragon. It had a battle between the knight and the dragon, of course. If you had asked me then what the story was about, I would have mentioned the knight, or maybe the dragon. I would have sold you an adventure. I wouldn’t have mentioned the wedding at the end, because who cares about weddings; they’re just what…
I thought I’d already said everything I needed to say to you, but here we are. I dream that I get to meet her, that nice girl you married. what do you think? you ask me. i like her , I say, because I do. i’m glad , you say. she reminds me so much of you . I dream that we’re walking in the tall grass. I’m carrying the radio. There’s a song, but I don’t remember the words. You have a machete so you…
Hey. This post discusses uncomfortable medical procedures and instances of illness, including vomiting. Proceed with care. Earlier this year, I got a bacterial infection. I’m accustomed to things in my body going wrong, so I didn’t think much of it. It took me several days to get medical care because I couldn’t walk well, for unrelated reasons. After six hours of waiting and blood-testing and…
Your face looks different every time I tell this story. There’s the part where we’re in that coffee shop you used to work at. I didn’t really go there to read, but I think you figured that out. I still wonder why you never said anything. Why didn’t I? As I’m packing up my bag, you tell me to wait, so I wait. I look up and you’re already next to me. I’m ashamed to say that I don’t remember your…