Chasing Cars.

I think everyone has a teenage soap opera that they grow up on. The cross-section of good looking people, hormones, and drama that we can identify with is too much for anyone to withstand. For me, it was ‘The O.C.’ and to a certain extent, ‘Gossip Girl’. In addition to the three aforementioned elements, there … Continue reading Chasing Cars.

On Shuffle.

I will fully admit that I’m a frequent abuser of the ‘shuffle’ feature. It’s just one of those things I started with as a teenager, and it was great. I could skip from single to single, listening to my favorite tracks with no pause between. No cohesion, just wanting to live through the music. And … Continue reading On Shuffle.

Bachelorhood, Redux.

After trying to get women to be interested in me for my whole adult life, apparently I accidentally stumbled upon the formula. Be truly heartbroken, and use the phrase, “I’m not ready to date anyone yet” repeatedly. During the past hundred days, I’ve accumulated an incredibly awkward amount of phone numbers and Snapcodes (that’s a … Continue reading Bachelorhood, Redux.

A Hundred Days.

“Sometimes life has a cruel sense of humor, giving you the thing you always wanted at the worst time possible.” It’s been a hundred days since Daisy and me ended. I can tell you that not because I’ve been obsessively keeping track of it with scratches on the wall like some prisoner, but because of … Continue reading A Hundred Days.