It's Been a Year
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It's been a year. Not since I last wrote—though that's been long enough. A
        
     
    
            
    
        
    
        What I Want
            Just over eight years ago—eight years and thirteen days ago, to be precise—I
started making a series of
        
     
    
            
    
        
    
        Holding Hands
            As I type this, my wedding ring is in a drawer in my nightstand, along with:
 * My father's
        
     
    
            
    
        
        
    
        listen I love you joy is coming
            The last line of Kim Addonizio [https://www.kimaddonizio.com]’s “To the Woman
Crying Uncontrollably in the Next Stall”
        
     
    
            
    
        
        
    
        It's Been a While
            It hurts to feel unloved.
The first thing I need to tell you is that I'm okay, now.
        
     
    
            
    
        
    
        Uncle Phil's Hug
            The other day I was scrolling through the Twitter GIF menu to try to find one of
a comforting hug
        
     
    
            
    
        
    
        Something Light, Something Heavy, Something Pretty, and Something Grateful
            Some Things That Are Not the Same as Having a Personality, According to Twitter
 * Adult dodgeball
 * Being an asshole
 * Being
        
     
    
            
    
        
    
        Searching for Meaning
            Last night, after it had already ceased being last night and was on into today,
instead of going to sleep
        
     
    
            
    
        
    
        Scattered, vol. 7
            * I got my first vaccine dose this week. I was prepared beforehand for an
   immune response, which has so far
        
     
    
            
    
        
    
        Holding Your Own
            I’ve been thinking a lot about social media lately, about why it feels
particularly challenging for me lately. I