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Learn lesson, rinse, repeat

Mr. Gender

I have spent the weekend completing projects, eating terrible food, painting mediocre paintings and lovely, intriguing paintings, and thinking and feeling, avoiding and embracing. All of this is part of an approximately annual event where I have the house entirely to myself and I use the time to accomplish an extraordinary amount and usually high quality products. But I also use this time to stop pretending. I value authenticity, perhaps above all. That commitment to authenticity requires a high level of avoidance because the feelings I feel are intense and thorough. I have found that people have a low tolerance … Continue reading Learn lesson, rinse, repeat

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A love story – Part 2

Mr. Gender

It’s 2010. I am living in an apartment that I can barely afford. My judgement is clouded by the abrupt end to my marriage. I have always had a strong moral compass, to the point of rigidity. But this time in my life, is not my best. I find myself doing things I shouldn’t be doing. I can’t bring myself to care. But I do recognize that Anji has her shit too together to get wrapped up in mine. Either later that night (the night of secret family recipe sausage – try to follow along) or the next morning I … Continue reading A love story – Part 2

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The Places You’ll Go

Mr. Gender

Middle school. A hub of adolescents endeavoring to establish their identity while not yet mature enough to see themselves as distinct from others. It is a delicate balance between isolating in complete uniqueness vs losing one’s self to the whims of peers. Our junior high is a two story brick building built in 1922. It smells of old damp stone and years of hormonal teenagers not yet committed to the new hygienic demands of their bodies. The building is nearing the end of it’s useful life and will be demolished within the decade. It is decided that following Thanksgiving break, … Continue reading The Places You’ll Go