Dear Mom,
I have traveled this far and have come to that part of life that recedes when you try to touch it. It’s so huge and empty up here but the world is always looming, just beyond the water’s edge, just out of sight. And that’s what I’ve been feeling these last couple years, something big, bad and unknowable about to wash over me. And it’s finally here. I just shoved off in my pissant boat onto the huge rolling sea and I’m letting my feet hang over and I’m dipping my toes and it’s