You fail to avoid an old coworker on street, and just shake your head in greeting. It’s been that kind of year.

A funeral in the rain, attended by five people who knew him online.

Fragments, the only things that hold together.

Be the love you never received.

He was in a dark place. Actually, a black hole.

His audience had demonstrated a bottomless need for his bottomless need of their bottomless need.

Every human relationship poses the question,
“which of us is the crazy one?”

The standing O triggered another harrowing bout of imposter’s syndrome.

Approaching the age of his father’s death, and exhibiting all of his worst traits and none of the good, he understood that the rest of his life was to be an experiment without an easy conclusion.