Black-Eyed Dog

(Content warning: mental health, anxiety and depression) I’ve been struggling with what to say here, if anything.  I thought that maybe it was too raw to be coherent, or using the Internet when I should just be writing in my actual journal.  But then my very coherent, very Internet-appropriate thought was…”Fuck that.”  Fuck that because…

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Citizen Arrest

It is the moment before I have to explain why I would not like a cookie, or a beer, or a bagel, but thank you.  For any number of reasons my polite refusal has yielded more questions, and I am now forced to explain myself.  Because I have had this conversation many times before, I…

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Road Rash

“That’s a great way to stop traffic.” –much older man on a bike “Um, that’s a weird thing to say.” “No, it’s really not.” “Yeah, that really isn’t cool.” “Whatever.  Later.” ::gallantly rides off into the night:: This heartening exchange happened at 8:30pm on Saturday night, way out east on the Springwater Corridor as I was…

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