May I have Another Timeline?

I've been thinking about alternative timelines. What if the election of 2000 had gone differently? What if I hadn't asked to live with my mom? What if I had reacted differently in a bad situation? What if Archduke Ferdinand hadn't been assassinated? What if I had ignored that near panic attack and gone dancing that …

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Fathers

Oh fathers. Dads. Heroes. Monsters. Step-dads. Foster dads. Father figures. Memories. Men trying to figure out what they're doing. You may be thinking about your dad today. Some dads are kind, lifting you up, and holding your hand, and believing in you no matter what. Some dads believe in you sometimes. Depending. They try. In …

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In the Asylum

When I was a toddler, my mom spent time in a hospital in Tampa. It would have been in the summer of 1971 or 72, right around the time of The Baker Act. I don't know if that had anything to do with her time in the hospital. I know that she tried to harm …

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