January 14, 2010
I still think about that night when I drive past the spot where the cop was waiting. Hell, I think about that night in one way or another almost every day, but when I pass by that spot it’s a very specific memory. May Day, windows down, music up. Two days before my birthday. On [...]
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January 7, 2010
Over Thanksgiving, a friend spoke about her father’s drinking. She doesn’t like it when he drinks like that. I was more tuned in to that comment this year than I would have been last. I don’t want my son to say that about me when he’s older. I don’t want our time together to be [...]
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