Sundays are those weird days, always a day I think too much. Once upon a time, it was sitting in a pew, singing and thinking. Kneeling and…… Read more “sundays”

I’ve been away. I’ve left Nebraska. I have so much to say, but the words are still jumbled in my head, trying to make sense of them…… Read more “surfacing”

I pace. When I’m nervous or excited – talking on the phone or thinking out loud, it doesn’t matter. I pace here, but there’s no good pacing…… Read more “stream of conciousness”

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I don’t want to be the most important person you’ve had in your life in a long time. I don’t want to be the one who has…… Read more “lovefool”