Love Happened

The reason I wait until the end of the month to write all four of my monthly pieces is procrastination. Or maybe it’s because that’s how long it takes me to know what the hell is going on. Maybe those two reasons are the same thing. In fact, it is the end of January and I still don’t know what the hell is going on, it’s just that I can’t get time to stop long enough for me to figure it out. The calendar is closing in and I have no choice but to write things I don’t yet understand.

I awoke early this morning to record tracks for a podcast I am working on alongside my partner about love and relationships…