2013

An Alpine slide, some skinned flesh, and what pain can teach when you stop trying to outrun it.

So close to perfect, and yet so far — a detailed taxonomy of my disagreements with FTV Girls.

V noticed I’ve gone quiet. She’s right. The signs are all there — less writing, less meditating, more porn, worse diet, and worst of all, I’ve been sneaking cigarettes.

Looks exist on a spectrum. Voice is binary.

Two pretty brunettes on the subway, each lost in her phone, each oblivious to the world — until one accidentally touches the other.

My cock aches with wanting.

On secrecy, privacy, parental spying, and Edward Snowden.

Some hard-won lessons about lying, value, and the different games men and women play at the juncture of sex and money.

I struggle with whether creep shots are violating of women’s privacy. I decide to behave as if they are, but I remain unconvinced….

A young woman walks ahead of me, and I am grateful for every step.