It’s a struggle to not just use this time to masturbate. The rest of the family is asleep and there is no pressing thing to be done, and the internet is at my fingertips. I try to remember that there is a sensation of release, a satisfaction, to the practice of writing, too. The blank…

I’ll begin here, prone with my knees up lying on the converted couch, in these last few waking moments of my birthday. It has been a while. A long while. Last year for my birthday I had the same thought: my new years resolution is to write more, again. So I bought a new domain. Planned…

I get in these moods and i want to change my clothes. Burn them. They belong to another man. 

I like that my wife is into my dad-bod. And I’m thinking about putting the trainer and my bike in the dirt floor basement. I’d like to lose 20 pounds, and listen to more books. We’ve lived in this house for nearly 6 months now. Settling in is a Rubik’s Cube: to get one item…