I’m a survivor. I did make it. I got it together. If I can do it, right…? Promise to try, everybody.
Tag: The Denim Diaries
The Denim Diaries 8
M: “What a fun day. “Playlists like a 🎧➡️Wednesday…on a Sunday.” K: “It’s Saturday.” M: “Exactly. Faz gostoso.”
The Denim Diaries IRL
I cannot do tomorrow morning. I signed up for an FIU webinar on personal branding, and that is at 11, and that is their earliest.
The Denim Diaries VII
“At the end of the day,” he said, “no one’s prettier than rent control in San Francisco.”
The Denim Diaries 6
He did his own stunts.
The Denim Diaries Cinque
She touched the ground on the sidewalk, a show for the northbound traffic. It was hot. So hot. Too hot to keep at it. It was that hot. Hot ground. Point gotten. Across the street she reached down to the ground again, to touch it. She’d been committed to honoring the spirit of the Girl […]
The Denim Diaries 4
Electricity needn’t be a privilege for which anyone should pay out the nose. At this point in history, I’m happy to pay a nominal fee, along with everybody else (big businesses ought to pay according to size), for something that the powers that be have made necessary. For billions of people. And where there still […]
The Denim Diaries III
What a treat not to wear shoes.
The Denim Diaries Dos
He thought to himself, “I’m too uninteresting to call myself neurotic.” Then, he took that ruthless realization to the orange chair by the balcony and began to pick himself apart for the amusement of no one other than himself.
The Denim Diaries 1
The girl was 5. She adorably demanded, “What are you reading?” He was happy to see his happy neighbor, so he smiled big at her curiosity and so, he said, “A book about an apartment. On further thought…. “A book about an apartment in Paris.” “Why⁉️” she asked without missing a beat. (Bet it sounded in […]
King of Cups 