5:55

1:55 I am not telepathic. I don’t know who you are and how you would see me humbled. I know not your tastes though I suspect they are prurient, perfect. I have never won a Grand Slam, but sure I have lost before, lost big, … Continue reading5:55

The dancer

When she was younger, before she had earned enough money for her college tuition, she used to dance. She can’t remember the names of the strip clubs now or the faces of the men. Not even the music; it was merely a cue, when to … Continue readingThe dancer

Those days

Those days I seemed to know who I was. Those days had me laughing like I never knew how to laugh before. (I must forgotten how, since.) Those days were the worst, and the best, of days, for I recall each and every one of … Continue readingThose days

The masterplan

Anything can happen. We learn this simple truth early, if we are fortunate. We prepare ourselves for life by realising there is no possible preparation; we learn to accept uncertainty. Try telling this to a 23-year-old attempting to backpack alone all over Europe with very … Continue readingThe masterplan