Thoughts on good dogs, bad relationships, and falling off the wagon

Spoiler alert: I fell off the wagon this week My dog Finn’s portrait is tattooed on my arm. For anyone who doesn’t know, I have always said that he is the dog that saved my life. Finn was born on August 15, 2007 although I didn’t know it at the time. On that particular day,Continue reading “Thoughts on good dogs, bad relationships, and falling off the wagon”

I tried to draw my debt monster as a weight on my shoulder. It ended up eating my face

Try to learn to breathe deeply, really to taste food when you eat, and when you sleep, really to sleep. Try as much as possible to be as wholly alive with all your might, and when you laugh, laugh like hell. And when you get angry, get good and angry. Try to be alive. YouContinue reading “I tried to draw my debt monster as a weight on my shoulder. It ended up eating my face”