Tag: imagination

GOOD MORNING 🛎

Where am I? Are the police busting down our door? And then… what day is it? If the police are busting down our door, I want to know what day it is. That was the cognitive scene today at exactly six in the morning. It was a bit surreal as a loud bang woke my […]

Rats

Shit happens. When your shorts fall down, pull them up, be grateful to have pants and get on to cleaning up the trash and contemplating what the hell you’re doing with your life.

Thinking About Other Things Like the Scottish Ferris Wheel From Hell

We lived in Edinburgh, Scotland for three years as I was awarded three years of research funding by the University of Edinburgh. La-dee-dah, I hear you. For the record, Edinburgh is the most visually stunning city I’ve ever seen. When we first got off the double decker bus on South Bridge and looked around it […]

Someone Never Stopped Coming Home

While it was still just David, Hemi Monster and I, our house, the first and only house for which we made mortgage payments, still felt busy. Even when any of us were by ourselves, we were never truly alone. That can be comforting and it can also be terrifying. On one afternoon, it was more […]