Dear Wilber, I thought it would be therapeutic to write this out, so here I am back on the blog. A lot of what we write on this blog is for therapeutic purposes. Writing itself is therapeutic. It has a... Continue Reading →
I've always thought that spelling "panic" with a "k" at the end was a fun, refined way to bring elegance to something that rendered me completely unstable, useless, hideous to the outside world.
Her funeral was on Monday, December 11th.