It is July 6th, 2019 - which means I am 29-and-three-quarters years old today. I haven't measured my age in quarter-years since I was a kid, but somehow now it feels significant again. I am not 29 and a half anymore - much less 29. A mere three months separates me from my 30s. That's… Continue reading On Turning 30
If I were to tell anyone in my life that I thought I might be single forever, they would scoff at me. Not in an "I-think-you're-stupid" kind of way, but in an "I-think-you're-stupid-but-only-because-I-love-you-so-much-so-there's-no-possible-way-you'll-end-up-alone-you're-so-wonderful" kind of way. It isn't that I consciously desire isolation. I know we're not supposed to do this thing called life alone.… Continue reading Dating Sucks But Being Single Doesn’t
Well, readers, I have some news! After 10 months of living at home with my parents, I finally saved up enough for a modest down payment and I am - drum roll - PURCHASING my own place!!! I do not exaggerate when I say that I have been waiting for this day my whole life.… Continue reading What it’s Like to Become a Homeowner
Tomorrow is Thanksgiving. The other night I found myself reading through my old high school journals, and they all started and ended like that: short, clipped sentences, dense and muscular but starved for context. (I think I was reading a lot of Chuck Palahniuk at the time.) “We lost the football game last night,” one… Continue reading On Tomorrows
I honestly had no intention of posting a recap of Day 5 – because Day 5’s itinerary (here’s where I pause for dramatic effect) was Los Angeles. I know, I know. I’m sorry for sullying your eyeballs with the very mention of that dreadful excuse for a city – it still horrifies me to think… Continue reading SoozCrooz: Day 5
Before I start on Day 4, allow me to back up to Day 3 after my last post. Once I was properly dressed and warm, I consulted my cruise directory for my activity options for the evening. These are usually slim, considering that their demographic is the 60+ crowd… but one option was “jackpot bingo.”… Continue reading SoozCrooz: Day 4
It is way too goddamn cold on this goddamn ship. Granted, the cold would be less bothersome if I wasn’t in a bathing suit, outside, on a deck chair next to a pool, just miles off the coast of San Fran-freaking-cisco where it is a balmy 61 degrees with 30mph winds. This is my doing,… Continue reading SoozCrooz: Day 3
On the one hand, holy moly this trip is so much different than I expected. There are SO MANY PEOPLE. I don’t even know how to adequately express this to you. There are people everywhere. There is never not a person. Think you’ve found some secluded wine bar that is the ship’s best-kept secret? Just… Continue reading SoozCrooz: Day 2
What. In the actual. HELL. Was I thinking? I’m standing in line to board a cruise I booked six months ago – when I was a newly single little lamb, fresh out of a six-year relationship and eager to show the world how Absolutely Okay™ I was. In the abstract, this idea sounded invigorating. Empowering.… Continue reading SoozCrooz: Day 1
Sometimes I feel it before it comes. Sometimes it builds in me, like a cough does – the way you track the tickle of it up your esophagus. You brace yourself, then; you cover your mouth, you look off into the middle distance expectantly. You give the apologetic one-finger to whoever you’re talking to. It… Continue reading On Tears, Depression, and Mixing Metaphors
