A few months ago, I fell out with a friend I grew close to in the last few years and have known since I was but a delightful and noisy nuisance at Tukombo Girls Secondary School, circa 2005-2008. She asked me to block a love interest who'd spurned her, in solidarity. I said no. I had no … Continue reading Were We Ever Even Friends to Begin With?
My best friend frequently finds excuses to come to my house when she suspects I am in the throes of a depressive episode season. Did you know the holidays are really hard on some of us? On Monday, she showed up with a hot dog, watched me eat it and while complaining about the heat, … Continue reading Day One
1. I go to my living room and act out scenes from my head that I may never write. I have this old stick from a retired broom that I use as a staff, sword or arrow. I have hit myself with it before. (A couple of Many times). 2. I wear "decent" or formal … Continue reading 21 Minor, Major Things
Picture the scene: it's 2016 - Justin Vernon is sending shivers down my spine with that god-sent falsetto of his through the phenomenal 22, A Million; I'm several pounds heavier, in a shitty relationship, surrounded by a bunch of assholes (my friends, except for the mad titan Tamanda Kanjaye to whom I'm thankful for being my … Continue reading Hey, Ma