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The Man With the Ponytail Hat
I have never met anyone like my father. That’s not a compliment, exactly, and it isn’t an insult either. It’s the most accurate sentence I can offer about him, and I’ve tried out a lot of sentences over the years to try to describe him in a condensed way. We went camping nearly every weekend…
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The Movie Blanket
A few years ago a friend told me I had a hard time sitting still. I had a handful of my D&D players over that night, and at some point between sessions she looked around my living room and noticed that I had never once turned on my television, and that my couch looked about…
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I Shouldn’t Have To
There was a day this week that started in the dark and ended in the dark and was only halfway over. I left the house before the sun and drove the hour in, and by the time the second dark arrived I still had work open on my laptop that had not fit anywhere in…
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The Armor And Its Weak Points
I was standing in the kitchen having what turned out to be the 2nd-to-last argument of my last relationship. Its been years now, though it sits closer than that some days. We were long distance, which meant his visits carried a strange concentration with everything compressed into a handful of days. And over the course…
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Meet The Alchemist
I read more than is probably reasonable and keep trying to fit one more bookshelf into my living room. It’s a battle I’ve mostly accepted.
I ended up becoming the family’s “black sheep” who pursued medicine instead of the arts everyone in my family seemed to wander into. Somewhere between pharmacology and theology, I found myself gathering more degrees than I intended. “The Alchemist Chronicles” acknowledges the lineage: those of us who measure powders as heirs to medieval practitioners who eventually became known as “pharmacists.”
I live what I consider an abundantly vibrant life. I’m told that If an exclamation point was a person, it would be me. I dance, teach, draw, lift, explore, play, and regularly disappear into a Dungeons & Dragon campaign. If there’s a hobby that exists, chances are I tried it at some point. At home, I have a pet snake named Tiamat and I’m a single mom to a brainy kiddo I’m profoundly proud of. My heart is full, as is my plate.
My aim is simply to leave a record of where I have been, what I have noticed, and why it mattered to me. If that resonates with you as well– welcome to this corner of the internet.
