Twenty Minutes
May twenty-first. I am thirty-two years old and I drove a car alone today for the first time for longer than it takes to pull out of a parking space and immediately panic back in.…
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Three Reads
May tenth. The letter came in a stack of nothing, a utility notice, a circular I didn't ask for, and then this. I almost put it on the counter to deal with later the way I do with…
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The Part Where I Just Showed Up
April twenty-ninth. I did not register. I want to be clear about that. I photographed the handwritten card on the community center bulletin board the Tuesday after climbing, thoug…
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The Morning After the Draft
April eighteenth. Easter Sunday. I pressed publish at seven forty-three this morning, before the coffee had finished, before I'd done anything else. That felt intentional even tho…
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The Instruction Sheet Is Now Face-Down
April seventh. At some point in the last hour, Simone and I stopped consulting the diagram and started just agreeing that what we'd made looked intentional. That is where we are w…
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What the Draft Finally Said
March twenty-seventh. I published it this morning. Not the version I'd been circling for weeks, returning to twice a day without opening, but the one that finally had the right se…
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The Part Where the Habit Blinked
March sixteenth. The sub's name is something I still don't know. I heard it at the beginning of class and then it was gone, which is fair, because I spend most of the first five m…
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The Egg Incident (A Reconstruction)
March fifth. I want to be clear that I know how to make eggs. I have been making eggs for years. The eggs and I have an understanding. What I did not account for was Simone standi…
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The Unclipping Problem
February twenty-second. The spin class was Simone's idea the same way most things that turn out to be good ideas are Simone's ideas, she mentioned it once at the end of a Tuesday…
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What Beginning Looks Like When It's Passed Down
February eleventh. I published it this morning. The draft that started as a letter to Carol's letter and turned into something I hadn't planned to write about at all. I've been ci…
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