Posts tagged “My Life”
I Will Never Believe in Anything Again
Running under the weather
When You Love Someone But It Goes to Waste
In which I go for a run
One More Holiday I Will Not Celebrate
Thinking about Easter bread
Six Months
Today marks the six month anniversary of my mother’s death. She died on Sunday, August 12, 2012. Not every month is the same length, though, of course. And should I consider “a month” to be “every four Sundays” or simply “the next 12th on the calendar”? It’s the sort of question she would call to
Runnin’ Down a Dream
Running over
I’m Not Okay
A very cold run
The Last Song
It was incredibly difficult to roll out of bed at five-fifteen this morning, but I did. It’s been (very uncharacteristically) raining for several days in Los Angeles and it was just a wet, dark, miserable morning for a run. But about two miles into it and I started to feel better, and by the time
They Just Seem a Little Weird
Notes on a long run
I Need a Dump Truck, Mama, to Unload My Head
Notes after a run
It Could Be All Downhill from Here
The King of Bedside Manor