fragmentary biography

Month: April, 2014

On inbetweeners

Their retirement community was squeezed in between a prison and a cemetery, but they
didn’t seem to get the irony of that.


On challenges for the impaired

Sometimes, she felt as if they were both contestants in the Paralympics of relationships.

On happily ever afters

More like “anxiety ever after”, but they, them bastards, start rolling the credits
and pretend like nothing.

On crying at the office

Why can’t people just suck it up from 9 to 5 and then go bawl at their shrink’s
like normal people do?