otherwise perfect, this moment became something wholly unexpected when the words drifted from her lips. well, i shouldn’t say that it was wholly unexpected, but the timing most certainly was. the question brought me back in a way that usually only my memory can. “remember what we talked about that one time?” that’s what changed [...]

i don’t throw things away. the meaningful, the meaningless, everything is somewhere. in my house. in my garage. tucked away in places i don’t remember, to be found at times i don’t expect to find them. i found a memory a few weeks ago. it was nothing, really. just something i held on to just [...]