Where George and I Agree

I can only assume that the cosmos knows best: every time my urge to call B — just to hear his voice — gets too much to bear, I pick up the phone… only to discover that whichever phone I happen to be  [more...]

Coming to the realization that someone you talked to, oh, once a month or every couple of weeks or so… is gone and you will never, ever be able to speak to that person ever again in your entire life. It happens  [more...]

I dunno. Sometimes I have days that are really rotten right from the time I get up. It started this morning, when I found myself in another lonely funk — I miss him most in the morning. Then, when I got to work, I  [more...]