Moving Day

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creature features

You may be surprised,
but creature features are my
favorite movies.


I’m okay with this post a day blog turning into a series of haikus.

I love haikus.

I love their immediacy and seeing how much can fit into seventeen syllables.

But, like I do, I’m thinking about starting another blog… again.


Cheers to Reboots

So, I’ve come home for a while.

Last night was my first night sleeping back in my old high school bedroom, tonight is the first night Elise is spending here, and so tomorrow morning is when we wake up and start our lives over again.

That’s what it feels like to me, anyway.

All moves involve some level of change and transformation, but this feels more significant because the only way I am getting out of here is by succeeding at what I want to do – make a living writing – and I haven’t quite figured out how to do that yet.

I am fortunate to have this respite, I am even more fortunate to know that it’s temporary, and hopefully, within six months or less I’ll be moving in with a friend (actually, a friend’s mom), and knowing that there’s a light at the end of the tunnel here makes it much easier to bear.

This is my reboot and a second chance.

I have to admit, for the first time today, when I woke up this morning it wasn’t dread for the future that was dominating my mind.

Not everyone gets second chances, or third chances, or fourth chances.

So far, I’m one of the lucky ones.


This is an apt prompt, a day late because of moving and utter exhaustion, and not knowing exactly where my laptop or mind was.

Tardy is such a strange, silly word for being late.

I remember hearing the word used by uptight elementary school teachers, and remember giggling because tardy sounded like tard, and back then people threw the word ‘retarded’ around as an insult a lot more than they do today.

Let the record show that I was a day late and a dollar short for this post, but still not giving up.


Elise and I went for a walk in Mitchell Woods after church yesterday with Todd and the dogs.

When we lived together we never did this, which sucks because it was a very enjoyable walk and the dogs were more enjoyable in this state than usual.

I’m hoping that in the short time he is still here we can do this again while the weather is good.

It’s amazing how nice a walk in 45 degree weather feels after living in a deep freeze of -10 or worst temperatures for a couple of weeks.

Equator, I’m coming for you!

Posted for the Candid prompt, 2 days late and with no fucks given.