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I love chaotic evenings full of loud music, ill fitting shoes, and drinks that are too strong. Need I say more? The time of over intellectualizing and prophesying is over. The time of partying, loving, experiencing, and forgetting is upon us. No more thoughts.
Dec 29, 2022
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until your hair is a mess and your makeup melts off - the sign of a great night out
Mar 7, 2024
Yesterday evening I gathered with some friends for the evening. Because of what a number people have been navigating, this friend group is relationally disconnected and trust has been fractured in some ways. It's been rough. I'm surprised that several people came. I'm surprised that I came.
After I got to the host house, I could feel the tension within myself. Knew that in order to show up my best, I needed to unwind, consolidate, merge into my true self more than I was in the moment.
In the old days, before I quit drinking over two years ago, I would have wanted a drink. Something to calm the nerves, relax me, take the edge off.
But last night I realized: things have changed. No drink needed. Want I want now is a dance. So I drifted back out to the parking lot, put my headphones on, queued up "Hungry Heart," and started moving.
Swaying, swinging, flapping my arms, and unburdening my soul.
And then I was myself again,
grinning joyfully,
defiantly—
then I joined the others,
and was fully there for all that came.
"I need a dance" is a pretty damn good addiction to have.
Are you with me?
May 8, 2025
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Why is dancing not more common? Bad dancing, good dancing, stupid dancing. It’s so freeing to just move to music especially with other people. i guess everyone wants to be nonchalant now :(
May 24, 2025
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This is my #1 absolute all time favorite activity. If you have approximately 2 hours (ideally in early fall or early spring) with nothing in particular to do, take a walk around the city with no destination in mind and see what happens. Maybe you’ll make eye contact for a moment with an attractive person in the crosswalk on 17th and 3rd and see your entire lifetime together flash before your eyes. Or you could catch a glimpse of yourself in the reflection of a Chase bank and remember that you are indeed a person who is alive and on planet earth. Maybe you get an overpriced coffee for some human interaction, drink 2 sips and throw it out while feeling bad about yourself. However you choose to spend that time, it’s yours to waste, and a way to experience the city without the errands and dramas one usually faces in New York. And it’s a great way to hyperfixate on a guilty pleasure song. Recommended tracks for this activity: “Bittersweet Symphony” by the Verve or “I Had a Dream That You Were Mine” by Hamilton Leithauser and Rostam.
Dec 29, 2022
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Inspired by Billy Jones' use of oversharing in his list of what he’s into, I’m gonna put forward undersharing. I’m tired of showing my heart to people in conversation and expecting them to understand what I mean or who I really am. I’m ready to be seen and not heard, conversationally. Or maybe, not seen and not heard? Or to start speaking exclusively in riddles. Or to disappear into the ether and come back someday, in some undisclosed era, more frightening than before. After all I have indulged in this piece, I can firmly say that indulging is out, and mystery is in.
Dec 29, 2022
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In the past year I have developed an extreme love for amphibious and mollusk-esque creatures. I don’t know where this comes from, but I have seriously considered purchasing a tank for either a pet frog or a giant snail. If it wasn’t for my touring schedule and the fact that my amphibious tank would inherently become someone else’s problem, I would already be a frog mom by now.
Dec 29, 2022