Wednesday, October 23, 2024

Sunday, October 20, 2024

New York

We're going in December, flying into my favorite city in the world (other than Toulouse, France) and making our way down to Charlotte to see my brother. I can't wait. Baz has only ever been to New York in utero. He'll love it.

Thursday, October 10, 2024

Bottle of red, bottle of white

Whatever kind of mood you're in tonight
I'll meet you any time you want
In our Italian restaurant

- Billy Joel

Monday, October 7, 2024

October 7

What can be said that has not already been expressed? 

Bring the hostages home. 

Tuesday, October 1, 2024

Moved in

The quality of silence here is of birdsong.

We leave slivers of ourselves behind.

This is what we mourn.

This is what we celebrate. 

This is the cycle that is life. 

Monday, September 30, 2024

Anxiety

It's clawing at me from the inside out. It always does when I get what I want.