The long fall

It has been a long while since I last wrote. So much has happened.

It must be summer

It must be summer. I’m thinking of my mom and turning that whole thing around in my brain again. Summer has become one of those times of years that has become increasingly triggering for me.

Weekend news

An old coworker of mine sent me a message yesterday. She said she had been thinking of me, and oh, by the way, she lost her eldest son 6 months ago.