philosophy

Happy Freakin’ Birthday

Lately, the problem with birthdays is that they are just so…yearly. I always get philosophical on my birthday. You know, it’s another year on the planet. It’s a time to look back at everything I did or did not accomplish… Read More ›

Beach at Night

  I went to the beach at night. There was something poetic about the whole thing. It played out in my head like a scene from a movie. Close-up of the protagonist, wind in her hair, staring out into the… Read More ›

Scars

My scars are everywhere, faded to white over the years, but still there. The long white line that stretches across my belly where five kids kicked and screamed their way into the world. The raised blotch on my knee from… Read More ›