Woke in a tangle of sheets in darkness this morning, light blipping from my cell phone. My husband on the other end, from New York where he's currently working as a consultant, letting me know he was worried about me. Wanted to hear my voice. My head throbbed from a night of sobbing, but talking... Continue Reading →
Fuck You, OI
A friend of mine died tonight. He was in his late twenties, a wicked-smart and passionate man with more compassion and understanding than most people I've met. We talked a couple of times a week, usually about politics, because this election has been driving us both insane. To offset this, we'd taken to sending each... Continue Reading →
ADVENTURETIME
Hey, there you are. Come keep me company while I wait to leave for the airport. Tim's flying in tonight, arriving after 10, so I need to do something while I'm waiting. He's coming for our joint birthday celebration, the midway point between my birthday (10/1) and his (10/30). We've been celebrating this way for... Continue Reading →
I’ll Take It
I observed my parents' attitudes about women's beauty and aging with a critical mind.
Labor Day Weekend
Remember all that stuff we packed? The POD full of 174 (THE HORROR!) carefully inventoried boxes that we set into a container three years ago? It's finally here. Well, not HERE, like, on my lap, but here, like, in Portland. So close I can almost smell the memories. Tomorrow, it will be here. Well, not... Continue Reading →
Meg Currell 