i am going to make time for my writing.
i am going to save money.
i am going to work out every day.
i am going to spend less money on eating out, more money on going to shows.

i am going to make time for my writing.
i am going to save money.
i am going to work out every day.
i am going to spend less money on eating out, more money on going to shows.

rode my first mechanical bull
wrecked my first car
conducted my first intervention
went to my first club/bar in the USA (i think. although this may not be true, i started my nightlife career here in ATL)
had my heart broken for the first time, for real
went to my first casino
fell in love with brooklyn
bought my first car, all by myself
lost my job for the first time (through no fault of my own, thank the lord)
was really, really single for the first time in a long time
let my guard down… a lot
released inhibition
recently learned a lot of painful family dirt

new years eve is right around the corner, and i am coming in with my A game.
my dad has family here. we spent the week in cincinnati/dayton. and also took a road trip to some resort in indiana. it was one of the top 100 hotels in the world, so totally worth the cold midwest weather.
sometimes, i still need you.
the worst thing going on right now is the overwhelming feeling of regret about the past and anxiety for the future, because i know very well that i truly have many beautiful and wonderful things happening in my life right now.
i am not ungrateful, i just feel lost.
“The Copper Miner’s Sad, Sad Song” by Roxane Gay
from Hint Fiction: An anthology of stories 25 words or fewer
edited by Robert Smartwood