A Boy Called Marcello
At the airport, like I always am. Not really. I’m writing this at Mom & Dad’s kitchen table in Kent. Ever since I decided … Continue reading
At the airport, like I always am. Not really. I’m writing this at Mom & Dad’s kitchen table in Kent. Ever since I decided … Continue reading
This is a journal entry from 4 years ago, almost to the day. 7/13/21 at 12:18 AM (4 years and 1 day ago) Today … Continue reading
I will write no resolution. I say this every year~ 12/31/21 at 9:07PM (2 years and 364 days ago) It’s New Year’s Eve and … Continue reading
At the airport, like I always am. My family doesn’t travel much. I was raised with a sort of uneasy fascination with airports. I … Continue reading
1,237 journal entries since 7/1/19. There are scattered entries before, but 7/1/19 is the day I count as the start of my journal. It’s … Continue reading