Two Thousand Five Hundred and Fifty Six

Every year, I write the story of “how I almost died”. It’s full of sorrow and triumph, of uncertainty and peace, of loss and love. It’s a great story, meant to remind me of what I almost lost and how I found myself. It’s been 7 years. I no longer remember the names of each … Continue reading Two Thousand Five Hundred and Fifty Six

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If I can’t wear my boots, I ain’t going.

My boot has a bit of blood and flesh on it. I look down and casually flick it off with my finger. The blood will wash off or it won’t and my boot will always be marked by my experiences. I bought these boots for my birthday last year. In the months since, they have … Continue reading If I can’t wear my boots, I ain’t going.