1.) Mondays, Tuesdays, Wednesdays. These are the ideal evenings for a first date. Thursdays may also be permitted if we’ve been eyeballing each other longingly for years and are essentially already in love with each other.
Fridays and Saturdays, however, are completely unacceptable choices. No one can live up to that expectation on a first [...]
The first night after we fought I stayed at the local Holiday Inn (aaafter party!), and ever since I’ve been on a futon mattress on the floor of my friend Tamar’s spare room. It’s otherwise empty, except for my piles of clothes, comb and toothbrush, and the two windows open to a large leafy tree [...]
The afternoon after we fought, I thought I wouldn’t be able to do anything but watch stupid television. It’s a crappy coping technique I picked up recently, and we’ve even talked about it, how it doesn’t actually fix anything, or bode particularly well. But what else is there for the housebound, the mindstuck? I curl [...]
I’m feeling anxious for the pleasure of anxiety, maybe. Sometimes I think these problems come about when life is too easy, and adrenaline just builds up unused.
I am apparently entering a time of my life when I have anxiety issues again. I’ve decided, this time, to just write about it. It’s happened enough — and passed enough — that I feel simultaneously detached from the situation as it happens; I can both observe and experience it. And maybe someone else will [...]