Words — accusatory, spiteful — were launched, and I bristled under the attack. My choices were ridiculed; my actions scorned. I was berated for not coming to her rescue by selfishly choosing to care for myself.
I’m not here to be her savior, nor to be made responsible for her life’s happiness. I wanted to yell [...]
Monthly Archives: June 2002
muted
Monday, June 10, 2002
mass transit
Thursday, June 6, 2002
Reason Number 37 why I am grateful for my friends: I got to try out two new restaurants (new to me, at least) in as many days — that’s three in a week and far more epicurean exploring than I have done in months. I checked out Rei do Gado (a churrascaria, or Brazilian barbecue), [...]
feeling it
Wednesday, June 5, 2002
I shut off the stereo, turn off the fan: a silent meander in my car. Swish, hiss, tires meet pavement. Threading through the pack, racing to pull ahead-fall behind before leaving the running to enter driveways and parking lots and places called home. Feeling where I am, aware of my surroundings, aware that this is [...]
clint and pocky
Monday, June 3, 2002
Nothing serious tonight, as I’m beat. I spent the day working on the site and the evening watching westerns — Clint Eastwood westerns, as it may be — and although I have not been too interested in them in the past, I am hooked now. I don’t know if it’s Clint’s scruffy manliness on screen [...]
