Category Archives: Metamorphosis

Viva la revolución!

49 to Fifty

Here I sit in the wake of my 48th year. It’s been a good one, but change is also good (and necessary), and I’ve felt myself straining against the chains that bind for some time now. I think it explains … Continue reading

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Kwing-Kwuh-Juh-WTF?

In a little over three weeks I’ll turn FORTY-NINE years old. What. The. Fuck. I remember in my teens thinking 35 was old. And by 50 you were soaking your teeth in a glass nightly and relieving yourself into Depends … Continue reading

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Sisyphus

Have you ever heard the story of Sisyphus? It’s one of my favorite Greek tales. The cliff notes go something like this: for the crime of outsmarting death, Hades (god of the underworld) condemns Sisyphus to roll a giant boulder … Continue reading

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The Chrysalis

Yesterday marked the two-year anniversary of my son’s death. It was in all ways that matter, the worst of worst days.  Although I will say that for me, as time goes by, his birthdays are sadder. Yesterday was about endings, … Continue reading

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