Both my LiveJournal entries and those [Weekly] emails capture moments in time, but it’s the replies to the emails that mean so much more to me now. In them, I know that I matter to someone else.
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Hey James, Well, it’s been about a week and a half since Friends’ End Day. What an incredible weekend that was, full of discovery and creativity and vulnerability. I continue to be grateful for our community of friends who show up for these things we’ve built. And this party in particular wouldn’t be possible if […]
Hey James, John Prine died this week. I won’t claim that it shook me to my core, or that I broke down when I heard the news. It was more like the moment immediately after you get a bad papercut, when you feel some small painful thing, but you know the blood will start to […]
Friday was the day after Halloween, and our bowl of candy sat as full as it had been on Thursday morning. Halloween night had brought only one Trick-or-Treater to our door. I had heard more children outside, families venturing halfway down the dimly lit block to houses nearby, but they avoided ours – or just […]
“Better” by Who You Are, from Who You Are (2008) The first thing that comes to mind,that’s what I am going to share with you. Feel better.Carpe diem.It’s going to be okay. You’ve heard them before,you’ll hear them again.But maybe they’re still worth hearing.
I’m trying out a new writing project. Each day – or as often as I end up doing this – I will listen to one of the 4000+ songs on my iPod and write something about it or inspired by it. It could be a review of the song, a story from my life featuring […]
Hey James, It’s been a few months since either of us posted. You are continuing to send me the pictures of your “This Day in History” drawings, but I’ve failed to post them to this website. Neither of us has written to the other since the beginning of the summer. We had such a nice […]
Hey James, “The rules are clear in a Fascist society, you feel like you are part of something important, the stakes feel both extremely high and unreal.” [emphasis mine] You wrote this in your last note. It – the feeling of being part of something important – along with the desire to have that feeling […]
Hey James, In your note, you wrote about returning to memories of your childhood. I have been doing the same thing for the past few months. Pulling out the Nintendo 64, I’ve been playing games that our parents bought for us 20 years ago: completing missions in Goldeneye, racing levels I hadn’t seen before in […]