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
Dear Codename: Didi, I thought about you this morning. What are you doing? What are you up to? Where are you living now? I … Continue reading
We were lucky— the clouds were barely wisps, so there was enough sun to say that summer had properly started, just in time for … Continue reading
I finally finished How I Met Your Mother. I think it’s hilarious that this fuckass show has been a recurring topic in this blog. … Continue reading
I can’t say for certain, but I am 99.9% sure my ancestors, at one point or another, huddled around the fire, perhaps as a … Continue reading
I end this year entirely different from the way I was when I began it. I know I think that every year, but this … 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