beach – Going On 40

Picture This

I feel one step removed. The zone out, snap your fingers, and ask, “Where’d you go?” kind of state. With bum in the sand, and hand on my phone, I sat readied to write this post. But no words came. So here’s my day in photos. Love, Jaclynn

Old Man

Every night it seems, when I start writing, there’s this frosting layer of depressed emotion I have to wade through to find words. Is it resistance? Is it my actual state of being? Its wall-like presence intimidates me like one of those weeping angels from Dr. Who. I wish I didn’t have this old codgerContinue reading “Old Man”

Grime Scene

I hope you know the sweet satisfaction of blowing mildew and algae into obliteration with the high-powered nozzle of a pressure washer. If you don’t, you should get your feet wet – not literally – and search power washing porn on Reddit. I admit it, I’ve been known to frequent those orgasmic videos a timeContinue reading “Grime Scene”

Wheelin’ By Night

Allowing myself a peaceful transition before I start to write is meditative and helps shake away the busy, chaotic thoughts and feelings of the day. So I breathe, settle, and ask myself a few times what matters most, and what do I want to share? We’re in the car driving s-turns on the final stretchContinue reading “Wheelin’ By Night”