Monthly Archives: February 2010

we can drive all night, she said

I’m driving and the music is blasting. Frequently. There are certain bands, certain music that is meant to be listened to in a car, windows open, flying down the road. I’m starting to come out of a depression that has lasted months. Driving is one of the things I do to fix things. When I don’t know what to do, when I don’t know how I feel or how to name the thing I’m feeling, I run. I’m a runner … Continue reading

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funny, you don’t look blu-ish

Last night I had dinner with the Death Doulas. I haven’t talked about this before, it’s felt kind of private. I finished my training in November. As of November, I’m officially ready to go, ready to sit and be companionable to someone who is getting ready to, well, to die. It’s February. I haven’t had any takers. More to the point, I haven’t had any offers. The head office (do I dare I call it the Death Star?) asked if … Continue reading

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and some day, never comes…

Some days I’m all Kumbaya Some days I’m all Fight Club Some days I’m all I can’t hear you Some days I’m all Go Away Some days I’m just holding my breath, and swimming as fast as I can.

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