It took longer than I thought. That “tomorrow” I kept promising? It didn’t come the next day. Or the next. It came after a hangover. After a silence. After watching Erin move through the morning while I tried to remember why I drank in the first place. And the truth? I didn’t drink because I […]
Playing with Fire
There’s a fire that destroys. And there’s a fire that reveals. I used to run from both. Too scared to burn. Too scared to see what the flames might show me. But lately, I’ve learned… fire isn’t always punishment. Sometimes, it’s purification. The other night, Erin and I argued. Not a meltdown. Just… heat. Sparks. […]
The Typos That Made Me
This morning, Erin said something that stuck with me: “It’s honestly a mystery sometimes how your brain works.” She didn’t mean it cruelly. Just curiously. The way you might say it about a magician pulling scarves from a teacup. Or a kid building a rocket out of spoons. She’d just watched me go from asking […]
The Illusion of the Steering Wheel
Hi. Marc here. Still floating somewhere between control and surrender. Yesterday, I spiraled into panic. Today, I’m spiraling into something softer. Letting go. Not in the abstract way people say— “Let it go,” like it’s a balloon and not a belief you’ve clutched since childhood. I mean the kind of letting go that feels like […]