Month: January 2019

We’re finishing dinner when Derek innocently cocks his head and shoots me a look of disappointment and confusion, demanding to know “Why have you not started writing your book?”  Sneak attack of guilt and accountability from a pint-sized tyrant.  Damn, he’s good.  I stammer a non-response, because I don’t have one.  Love, tough and otherwise, […]
Week 1 I’m challenging myself to not burn through my underwear for the two weeks I’ve returned to San Francisco.  So then maybe I won’t have to find the requisite 22 quarters and cup of detergent to do laundry…  I’m back in my “dope college dorm room” in Noe Valley that I lived in for […]

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