Like any chance encounter, we’d kept our exchanges to waves, a smile, a short greeting, and the quick assessments of looks, goods, and fashion gays endure from each other. Ours was another typical locker-room …
There is, and there should be nothing wrong with romance, or schmaltz, or finding love — true love. Lasting love. Honest love. The kind of love that makes us feel happy for the two …
When I read tarot, I ask the High Priestess to point the way to the Hermit, that he may guide me towards the Sun.
Men hate going to see doctors. I think this is because we think it undermines the feeling of awesome-ness we built for ourselves as teenagers. We like to think we are unstoppable.
Saturdays are best spent with your best friend.
These bloggers are my inspiration. Their honesty, humor, and generosity about the world and their lives keep me honest and coming back to the page/screen to read their posts and write my own stories.