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Sea Glass and Saying Yes

I dreamed about you again last night. We were standing in the middle of a street in the city and I was using my phone to take images of a building. It had a series of arches which went on endlessly and the cerulean sky echoed out behind it. As I paused to look around,… Continue reading

Good Morning, Love

Good Morning, Love… I’m thinking about you while I sit at the kitchen table eating my gummy vitamins, drinking Emergen-C from my “That Shit You Wrote Is Beautiful” mug, and listening to Ryne singing about his love being on her way. Btws, she got to him. I just saw on Instagram he got engaged the… Continue reading

The Two Date Rule and Why I’m Done With It

I have a lot of rules. An utterly ridiculous amount of rules. Last night I was having a conversation with someone and mentioned the way I was raised — an extremely conservative evangelical upbringing — with….yep, you guessed it A LOT OF RULES. “I’m not there anymore,” I said, “But I guess I make up… Continue reading

Other Side Days

November is almost over, Love… Shall we dance for that? This isn’t going to be one of those letters where I have little tiny details to gently walk us into it. We’re going in headfirst and it’s a bit of a cesspool. This week was hard. And long. But today is Sunday and we get… Continue reading

Good Southern Men

“Good Southern men are slow movers,” Jason said between drinks of his miso soup. We were sitting in a hole-in-the-wall sushi restaurant reputed to be one of Nashville’s best. A drunken tourist behind us interrupted loudly to ask the table across the way what their thoughts were on Broadway. “Should it be DONE?” The visible… Continue reading

Love Experiment #57: Hit Me With Your Best Shot

This is a part of a series of letters I write to my one day great love. Yep. I’m that earnest. You are too. That’s why you’re reading this. <3 Darling man, This morning I wish I could reach over and and tangle my leg with yours, feeling your warmth while I write these words…. Continue reading

Welcome to Pleasantville…

I’m soaking up the sunlight glittering through the twelve windows in the room we’ve unimaginatively named “The Sunroom.” The birds are hollering back and forth as the wind sends crisp brown and golden leaves to cover the still green grass right outside the sliding glass doors. The same breeze is also gently nudging the rope… Continue reading

I Have Enough Pictures Without You In Them

Hi. Are you thinking of me? Because this morning has me feeling you. You’re out there; so close I can almost feel your hand on mine as I begin to write this morning. It’s odd to feel you so near and not even know your name. But you’re there. I know it. I know you…. Continue reading

How My Family Helped Me Rebuild

This morning I sat with my family around the table at our favorite diner and talked for an extra hour after we’d finished breakfast. There was a lot of laughter. I had two dates this week and though I hadn’t thought much about it, they were horrified to learn I’d paid for each of them…. Continue reading

There Are No Cool Kids

Our perception of reality is so skewed. I received a message on my birthday which, along with kind wishes, asserted the person sending it and their words might not matter all that much to me because I was “famous.” After sending several of those emoji stickers where the tears are rolling down the laughing smiley’s… Continue reading