I’ve lurked, like many, for so many years of this contest! Every year I think about telling this story but chicken out. I even contacted the person involved with me (even though we hadn’t spoken in YEARS), to attempt to get him to tell it, but alas. I’ve only retold this aloud to a few folks, so hopefully my retelling…

OH MY GOD. I think I once toured that exact apartment in Boulder. My favorite (now former, I’ve moved away from CO) roommate and I were moving out of one rental and into another and checked out an apartment in a nice neighborhood broken into three units, where the front one contained the original features and the…

Towards the end of college, my roommate, Ally*, and I moved into a new apartment. We wanted a place that felt more like a home. What we picked, though definitely that, was also weird. It was a ’60s, maybe ’70s, house in a nice neighborhood. On the outside, it looked like many of the houses in Boulder with exposed…

My dad committed suicide ten years ago now. Just over a year ago, I was running errands near where he used to work - I spent a lot of time there as a kid, he and my mum job shared and it was a notforprofit and very social and family oriented. The organisation isn’t in the main part of the building but there’s still a…

I’m not ordering a pizza after all. I’m going to choke down some stale saltines for dinner instead, and I’m ok with it.

A couple years ago my now ex and I did a road trip up north of our state, through some old farming areas and to an old mining town. The plan was to hit the thrift stores all the way up, and check out the little local museums, a thing we did reasonably often.

A couple things things happened on this trip that maybe…