Summahtiiiiime

And the living is eeeeeeeeeeeeea-say. Honestly, though. I woke up yesterday and turned on the song "In the Good Old Summertime" right away. Sundays, man. Sundays in the summer. And mass was perfect. It was just everything. Every, every, everything. Father Patrick was on fire, and the band was beautiful, and there I was, trying... Continue Reading →

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Here I am.

Where I am: I want to write so badly. I want to say really meaningful and touching things and then people can read them and be, hopefully, somehow think deeper thoughts that they would otherwise. Alas. What a week it has been. Late nights, early mornings. I have no more thoughts, and little bits of... Continue Reading →

A Summer Break

I once read, in a textbook for some course in a Gen Ed requirement, that the nicotine addiction functions differently than many drugs/ stimulants/ addictions. For most stimulants, folks who partake experience a form of "high" that they always, always yearn to reach again. The book (and, obviously, this is only one professional opinion, and... Continue Reading →

Life update: play now cast

Here's the beautiful thing about summer: every day is like a million days in one. And the sunlight gives me energy to go and go and go, and so I do a million things, barely stopping to eat sometimes. (Other times I eat a lot, though). I feel like I haven't updated in a million... Continue Reading →

There is going to be a play

My mom said, just now, "Good night." And I said, "I'm going to bed, too, just after I write something." And she sighed and said, "Don't burn yourself out." And that's kind of a goal of mine, too, even though I also want to do EVERYTHING EVER. There's a million thangs I've haven't done...but just... Continue Reading →

Pictured Rocks. The highlight reel

This girl gave me a booklet for Christmas that she made with all kinds of drawings of the adventures we have had. And it was titled, "Do You Want to Build a Snowman?" And inside were two tickets for a kayaking excursion in Michigan's Upper Peninsula's Pictured Rocks National Lakeshore. She knows me well. And... Continue Reading →

The Weakest Victim that Night

The Stanford case, about a woman who was raped, has been on my mind. Obviously, adult themes. Obviously, tread with caution. Have you ever taken a self-defense class? I have. I've taken a few, a few classes dedicated, especially, to young women like me. We're young women like the ones you know, from college or... Continue Reading →

God still answers prayers, friends.

Years ago, I was dating a super awesome guy (who has since married a really sweet woman). I remember calling him, one day after work, after I had just started working in the city. I told him that I somehow, somehow felt called to Detroit. But, I didn't know how. I remember telling him that... Continue Reading →

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