I went to lunch with two friends and I listened as they spoke of the trauma they endured at the hands of men. It was the perfect time to speak my truth but I couldn’t. As they traded stories my heart hammered so loudly in my chest that I couldn’t speak over it. Instead I…
Tonight I had dinner with a friend. We laughed so loudly and stayed in the restaurant for so long. It was wonderful.
This evening was so nice and light and full of worn in love and loud, loud laughter.
In preparation for Friendsgiving this Friday I made vegan brownies. I’m excited to see my oldest friends in all of our newest forms.
Immensely personal details of sexual encounters gone wrong were the highlight of my night. So grateful for the laughs.
My silly friend had a minor (as if any heart thing is minor) heart procedure last week. She’s doing well and is on the mend. She’s been putting it off for such a long time out of fear but that’s done and conquered now.
Marjorie is a writer too. She sent me over a rough draft for a chapbook. 28 pages of fucking magic. This is a good thing.
My assistant comes from poverty too. She’s six years younger than me. A force of nature. A person full of potential if allowed the opportunity to grow into it. We balance each other out soft/hard but we have both been trying to also fine the balance within ourselves. Today she made the comment “you taught…
I have the most wonderful, kind, and intelligent woman in my corner. What a fucking blessing! The Universe provides. Good friends are the most rare and I am so thankful for this gem of a human.
What I love most is being able to express one of my ridiculous feelings— and lemme tell you— they get laughably ridiculous and not only am I not judged, but I am given empathy. And after that empathy is given, we laugh. We laugh at my giant emotions. We laugh in all of their faces.…
