I have about nine days left and I’m three ~60 page books behind. Which feels as heavy as running inclines when your legs are done.
Tag: dogs
For my spotty memory
on clear beginnings and still mornings and need vs want.
Georgiana
on gigi and time with our dogs.
The Watermelon Dome 🎧
The outside smells like when we were talking. Musty grass. Spring giving into summer faster than most regions. The gardenia tree next door releasing its scent. Or maybe it’s the perfume I wore last year around this time. Warm and lingering on my neck, rose and blueberry and magnolia. In the watermelon dome, our skin… Continue reading The Watermelon Dome 🎧
Cherry + Espresso
I pick up Gigion the strip of road with no sidewalkand I unintentionally strut,wearing the short-shorts I slept inand a shirt that the breeze blows through,my chin forward and my shoulders back.I carry her snugin between my ribs and my hip.I can feel her back legsdangling behind meand I suppress a laughthat ends up as… Continue reading Cherry + Espresso
Rituals
The end of our walk starts with my daily encouragement to hurry Gigi home by telling her she’s going to get second breakfast. This doesn’t really help at all (she still stops and sticks her face in every damn thing), nor does it discourage her from barking at the passing cars or bike riders on… Continue reading Rituals
Paper-Cut Hearts
I love February. I’m a sucker for the colors of Valentine’s Day and all the sweetness that comes with the holiday. I don’t know why, I just think it’s cute. I’m still off social media. Okay, sometimes, at work, I’d skim my (finally deactivated) Twitter feed (which is mostly astrology content creators and X-Files fans),… Continue reading Paper-Cut Hearts
Write a Letter
I’m a big fan of letters— writing them and receiving them. I receive them less often than I write them, but what can you do? When I was in high school, I spent most of my time ignoring the recommended reading and focusing on my own curriculum. I preferred female writers from the Regency, Victorian… Continue reading Write a Letter
January Song 🎧
It’s a dreary Sunday morning, fog and a white-gray sky making the warm temperature seem contradictory. Thankfully, there’s an intermittent breeze, light and cool enough to be comfortable as Gigi and I head out for our regular walk. Sometimes we go through the apartments across the street from our home. She loves this because there… Continue reading January Song 🎧
Securely Aware
Most of us with pets understand this feeling: That sinking dread when you calculate how many years you have left. Maybe if I had a secure attachment style, or I obeyed certain aspects of letting go, I’d find myself calmly rationalizing how many walks I have left. How many couch cuddles and games of fetch… Continue reading Securely Aware