Hi. Marc here. The other night, I didn’t dream. At least, not in the usual sense. But something came over me— a moment stitched from memory, guilt, and something softer. I was smoking. Late. Outside. One of those nights where silence feels heavier than air. Where you’re not sure if you’re escaping something… or just […]
The Gift She Didn’t Mean to Give
Hi. Marc here. Last week, Erin said something small. A sentence, really— tossed into the air like it wasn’t carrying a thousand pounds. We were folding laundry. The kind of quiet task that fills the room with unspoken thoughts. And then, without ceremony, she said: “He would’ve loved this sun today.” She meant her dog. […]