I’m Not Waiting

To me, healthy love doesn’t look like a cycle of panic and grand gestures. It looks like a steady rhythm of small, ordinary evidences. It’s the regular heartbeats of showing each other we’re each’s other in all the small ways. Not a dozen roses because I’m “in trouble,” but materializing back at the cart while…

𝘼𝙩 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙨… 𝙄’𝙫𝙚 𝙛𝙚𝙡𝙩 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙩𝙤𝙤𝙣𝙞𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧’𝙨 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙡𝙚𝙛𝙩 𝙨𝙤𝙘𝙠. This quote means a lot to me. I have an allergy to “therapy-speak”, but this… this is the real deal. She’s describing real self-work. I’ve spent the last year learning what I think, working out what I feel, unlearning what’s not…

𝗦𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗻 𝗱𝗼𝗻’𝘁 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝘀𝗲.𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵, 𝘦𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.They wonder if he ever became the man she knew he could be.This post is for her. He was the one left behind, and so walked away.And yeah—it broke him,in ways he didn’t know he could.But it also sharpened him,softened him,shaped him. He didn’t come back louder.He came…

The world is big. I’m still hoping something I write finds the right woman from this big beautiful ball…and she says Hi. This photo of the Earth was taken by the Artemis-II mission, humankind’s first foray to the moon since before I was born! Behind the Wires Personal Notes Anybody who knows me knows I…

I’m more of an eyes man than an ears man.It’s not the silence that gets to me.Some silences are connection.It’s the feeling of not being seen anymore that can ache.Is that when it lands for you, too—the missing, the quiet lack of being seen?

𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗺𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝘄𝗮𝗹𝗸 𝗮𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗲𝘀𝘀.Men who tell you to be strong.And then there’s the man who kneels beside it—not to clean it up,𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘴. 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝘆 𝗽𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘄𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗼’𝘃𝗲 𝗱𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗮 𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗲𝗺𝗼𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗴𝗿𝗮𝘃𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗲𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁—𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗱…