Super Nerd

I grew up in a trailer in the woods. It was not a luxurious double-wide but we did have an addition built on to it so there was an extra room. We grew meat birds and to keep the baby chicks warm in the spring we would keep them in the house under a heat lamp. I preferred them living in my bedroom so I would fall asleep every night to chirping of birds and the smell of tiny poos.

An Ode to Dads

One of my best friends told me this incredible story. It is horribly embarrassing so I have taken out any identifiers. It is all true.

I’m not wishing you a Happy New Year!

…instead, I’ll wish you softness when you’re unhappy, and the breath to navagate through it.  I’ll also wish for you to know that you are surrounded by people who probably have many of the same fears and sadness as you do. Even if social media seems to be sure they are doing much better. Because they traveled more this year. …

Hope is dead to me (she says with a dramatic flair)

“Hope is dead to me” I said.

And I didn’t mean the quiet pretty girl with perfect braids and the aubergene Club Monaco sweater who sat in front of me in grade 5.

I meant the belief that my dreams will come true. That kind of hope. Is dead.

Next time you need a big up- listen up!

Okay, so the next time you have to do something you don’t want to do- maybe you have a meeting you don’t want to go to or maybe you have to get up earlier than you would like or maybe you have to cook dinner for an asshole who doesn’t appreciate you or maybe you just feel like shit cause sometimes you feel that way.

Put this song on loud…

Super Nerd

I grew up in a trailer in the woods. It was not a luxurious double-wide but we did have an addition built on to it so there was an extra room. We grew meat birds and to keep the baby chicks warm in the spring we would keep them in the house under a heat lamp. I preferred them living in my bedroom so I would fall asleep every night to chirping of birds and the smell of tiny poos.