January 2016: My panic attacks are more frequent as my entire life feels uncertain. For the first time in my life, I don’t have a solid plan in place. I don’t have clear expectations of what will happen, and where that should lead. For, genuinely, the first time in my life, I'm relaying solely on... Continue Reading →
I was married from twenty-one until my early thirties. My first boyfriend I had at 17, and I was a serial monogamist until my far-too-young-marriage. I've never been great at navigating the dating scene pre-2005, and my aforementioned marriage explains why I missed the gradual shift into online dating being a thing in the world.... Continue Reading →
February 2016: “But it has to stop hurting so much, eventually, right?” I asked him. The look on my face had to clearly be a desperate sadness, pathetically searching for hope—for him to say something to ground me, to ease my mind that this moment is only a hard moment in the grand scheme... Continue Reading →
Recently, a well-intentioned kind human mentioned I should stop dwelling on these bad points in my life and move on to my brighter future (referring to several posts regarding my marriage and subsequent divorce). The thing is--I have moved on. (Or at lest I'm well into the process of moving on.) The fact that I'm... Continue Reading →
I spent the majority of my thirty-third year of existence somehow convinced I was thirty-four. I have no idea why. I asked Sam, who was born in a blizzard in rural Minnesota in February of 1984, how old she just turned amidst my absurd confusion. She sweetly replied, "Carlis, you are 33. Don't worry. I... Continue Reading →
Therefore, collage wall decorating is my method of choice. In my experience there are a few things to keep in mind with this style of displaying art. • Know what you are working with. I like to unpack and lean my artwork against the walls, organizing them roughly by color. • It's nice to have... Continue Reading →
