In love with a psycho

I watched American Hustle yesterday. It’s been so long that I’ve been into someone that Christian Bale as a con man WITH the comb over is looking good enough that I’m like, “I wouldn’t say no.” So then I tell myself to get a grip. The movie ends and immediately AppleTV starts playing this show […]

Da na na na ta…

I broke my toe nail last night in a dream. In my dream life those tiny things are just as overwhelming as they are in the waking. I was back in Tucson, as who I am now. There were two people fighting for attention. Someone new, and the ex. I was happy to see him. […]

Goodbye Earl

I’ve been trying to exorcise this ghost for a year. I got rid of WhatsApp. I blocked his number. He got a new phone to be able to call me. I blocked that too. He found me on Facebook Messenger. I blocked him on that. I wrote a story that I liked and I wanted […]

Little white lies

Until this very moment I thought I’d lied to him, letting him think he was the first. But I’m not even sure he asked. And even if I had lied, he should have known the truth afterwards. Instead, he jumped off the loft bed and started flexing his muscles in the mirror on the door […]

Father figure

Andrea helped me work something out last night, which is reason of itself to go out on a Wednesday, even if the night looks like it holds no promise. I went out on a date two nights ago with a guy who in 2017 would have appeared fascinating to me. Persian. Tech guy. Makes good […]