Little Things

The past several days, I’ve been chewing on something. I mean, a little bit about what a Golden Girls-headed chimera would look like, some about the possible pus-ridden hell-stenching drowning doom of us all–but mostly what I’ve been thinking about is how we belittle each other. People belittling Women’s March participants because “you didn’t accomplish…

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End-of-Year Fatigue

I read this thing that appeared on my Twitter feed today. The Worst Year Ever, Until Next Year, by Jia Talentino, published on The New Yorker website. You know that moment when someone crystallizes exactly what you’ve been feeling so deep and so hazily in you that you seem to have little ability to step…

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