White Chalk

I parked somewhere near white chalk in Ocean Beach. The text message said, "Meet me at the pier at 3:30." I don't know where I was coming from, but I knew where I was headed. White chalk. I arrived at the pier, at my feet was an arrow in white chalk. I followed it. A…

The Art of Ignorance

I wrote a really long post, about 1000 words, that I just deleted. It pretty much described my incident again, but most of you know what happened. If you don't check it out here. What followed that initial fall was a brainless march back into my regular routines, trying to climb as hard as I…

A Composition

Hey, it's another night in my nonprofit class, but this time I'm more engaged, despite my writing this now. I made it over an hour, and was actively participating! After a while though, the constant barrage of student questions at the panel began to feel rote and forced, and I turned to my handy pen…

It’s Not That Serious

So I've really been preoccupied lately and have not neglected writing, but have been consciously choosing to spend my time doing other things in order to maintain my sanity. As I've noted in prior posts, I could have never estimated the psychological effects that my injuries would have, nor did I expect them to be…

A Rebut

"Josh, I think you need a roommate." "Ummm, why?" "Because I think you spend way to much time by yourself. I worry about you." "Well I don't know, man, maybe you're right..." I walked away and threw my lunch bag in the back of the truck, checked that all the equipment was loaded, then hopped…