An Abbreviated List of the Things We’ve Lost

A first loveA last goodbyeA stolen glanceA close callA movie premiereA foul ballA mosh pitA dance recitalA coworkerA friend of a friendA diagnosisA reconciliationA breathtaking viewA last chanceA birthday partyA funeralA warm embraceA one-night standA cup of coffeeA confessionA garage saleA pinball gameA spelling beeA graduationA new dressA reason to wear itA fatherA motherA sisterAContinue reading “An Abbreviated List of the Things We’ve Lost”

The Infinite Loop and the Authentic Self

In 2020, if you heard someone mention “Groundhog Day,” it was probably in reference to the movie rather than the bizarre annual tradition the movie was named after. Particularly for those of us who were stuck working from home for most of the year, there was a very Groundhog Day quality to waking up dayContinue reading “The Infinite Loop and the Authentic Self”

The Stay-at-Home Blues

Let me tell you a realization I had this morning. Actually, maybe it wasn’t this morning. Maybe it happened in my dreams overnight, because it was there in my head when I woke up. The realization is this: I’ve spent the last few days inconsolable with the idea that things will never really go backContinue reading “The Stay-at-Home Blues”

Dating Around and the Death of the Ego

Netflix’s Dating Around is a reality show with a very simple premise: Each episode, one person goes on dates with five other people and then decides with whom (if anyone) among that group of five they want to go on a second date. There are some good lessons to be learned from the show, and amongContinue reading “Dating Around and the Death of the Ego”

Five Alternate Endings for Last Friday Morning

Last Friday morning was a difficult one. A little over nine months after separating from my now ex-wife, I finally made the soul-crushing journey down to the local circuit court to file for divorce. It was an overwhelming experience in many ways. It was expensive. The paperwork was confusing. And worst of all, it meantContinue reading “Five Alternate Endings for Last Friday Morning”

Me, My Mom, and the Terminator

One of my fondest memories of my mother involves killer robots. It was early July, 1991, and by some set of circumstances I can’t recall my father and sister were not home that day. It was just me and my mom. She made me my favorite dinner (spaghetti and meatballs) and asked if there wasContinue reading “Me, My Mom, and the Terminator”