the babel fish
Depression lies. Deep, dark, dirty lies. Lies that we know are lies. They echo the black places in our hearts that say we don’t deserve better, so we believe it because we need a reason to feel the way we do. We know it isn’t right, but we can’t make sense of anything else. Depression is the ultimate abuser – convincing you that no one …
herding cats
I’ve always been a sucker for the underdog. Or cat, as the case may be. All of my cats have been rescues since I was a kid. The family mythology goes that smuggled a stray kitten in my coat when I was five when we were out of town on a trip. My parents didn’t discover this until we were halfway home. So began my …
photos & forgiveness
It’s a strange feeling realizing without realizing that your whole life’s story has been a lie – one of those optical illusions you’ve spent decades thinking is a bunny and you find out it’s been a duck all along. You’re never able to find your footing, always feeling slightly off-kilter, like an existential inner ear infection. The image above showed up in my inbox last …
