The last time I spoke with her has got to be, shit...11 years ago. She had flown about 1,000 miles to visit me, as I was at a really low point. I remember just wanting her to just say that she loved me, but all she would give me is the reminder that Jesus loved me despite all my sinful ways. If I’d just repent, she…

I’m at the annual office Christmas Holiday party on Friday afternoon, just staring at my watch and sipping the water until I can dip outta there, avoiding all awkward small-talk, reserving the polite head nod/professional smile combo for anyone that is still able to catch my eye somehow. I’m not being a dick, it’s…