Posts tagged ‘bad days’

Inside Out

It’s funny the things you miss. Driving a car. Salads. The routines that drove you away in the first place. I think I’m dying were –…

True North

She takes my hand as we walk, and it’s enough to recalibrate true north. I look down at her, regretful about the past hour, about the…

Bow Knots

One morning a few days back, Ella woke up early. Too early. I heard the soft ma-ma of her call piercing through my dreams, and I…