tbt

The lamp gets so hot around the edges; it’s so hard to turn off that I have to use the fabric of my shirt to get a grip.

I don’t feel as badly that I accidentally called you tall.

Today was the last day of the lentils.

I can’t keep up with the gift guides.

If I miss something, if I make a mistake, it was probably not an accident. 

I am running out of my fancy expensive facial moisturizer. I run my fingers around the edges of the plastic hoping to materialize a bit more. 

This is enough, a soft cushion, a messy carpet, an empty box.

Who would I be if I had kept on dancing?

These records aren’t going to shelve themselves. 

I dream of a door that opens and closes. I dream of empty shelves, of white rooms, of back stairways.

Go back and read the pdf that made you want to do this in the first place.

As of tomorrow, the office will not have called me back as promised.

A sip of wine saves…nine?

Take an online class to bring joy. Take an online class to improve your writing. Teach an online class to share joy with others. 

Screenshots are the only thing separating us from the robots. 

One (or more) of these sentences is a lie.

I miss David Berman and I couldn’t read the article because I can’t afford a subscription. 

At 7:09 am I have one minute until their alarm goes off. 

I wonder if there’s anything to be done with that corner.