By early 2020, I’d lost the job I was good at, the marriage that anchored me, and pretty much everything else that felt familiar — all inside about two weeks, with COVID shutting down the rest of the world for good measure. I’ve told that part already. What matters here is what I did with…
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Taking a Tiger Home
GINA One of the first women I ever dated, way back, had a name I never once got right. Something long. Something with more vowels than I had any hope of stringing together in the right order. Like Giononeevavia. I tried a few times, got it wrong every time, and she finally just put me…
The Night a Burning Truck Led Me to the Best Trip of My Life
“No man, she celebrates Mexican Mother’s Day.” That’s a quote from a bullshitter to a fellow bullshitter. I didn’t buy it. But first, let me back up. People like to say the people who change your life are the ones who stick around. That hasn’t been my experience. The ones who really move the needle…
