The pitter patter of a thousand cushioned soles rose from the pavement, paralleling the ethereal mist rising from the Tennessee river 70 feet below. I turned my face toward the rising sun, enraptured by pinks and peaches streaking across the horizon – a pace not paralleled by my own slog through the fog. My smile…

Friends, family, and acquaintances: This may be my last missive. The odds are stacked against me, I fear, and I have naught to do but bolster my last ounce of courage and step boldly toward my certain demise. I knew I shouldn't have signed up. I justified my actions by telling myself that registering for…

09.07.2024I'm lying on the library floor, my hearing muffled and my skin clammy. I'm focusing on breathing and not passing out… and reflecting on the past month. My nails are 10 days longer than my preferred length because I haven't had the time or mental energy to search for my favorite pair of clippers. I…