Tagged with dysregulation

anything

** I had a diving coach in college who once told me that you could never cry for longer than you could shower. Why? Because you could simply stay in there until you got it together. He lied. ** I’m in the shower with my girl. She is crying. Our evening has been a mess. … Continue reading

where we are

* Half-finished posts litter my Draft Folder. I’d love to finish them – or even any one of them – but my estranged friends, Time and Focus haven’t met up in a while around these parts. We’re too busy swimming upstream in this here river of complete and utter dysregulation. And well, we’ve been a … Continue reading