Dear 18yr old Dana.
Recently, I’ve started sorting through boxes of music and books I’ve had in storage since the early to mid 90s. I pulled out THIS gem. Dear 18yr old Dana. If …
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The Last Day
This is the last day I will wake up. The last taste of maple syrup. The last look back. It’s been rather busy, if I’m permitted to say so. Let’s see here. Bought …
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The Ghost and Mrs. Stinson
This has been a long time coming. A few months ago, I took my euphonium out of its case. The same euphonium I begged my parents to buy me …
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They could not take your pride
Hello Friend. May I call you friend? I don’t consider you to be my friend, but for the sake of politeness slathered with a shit-tonne of sarcasm, friend will work …
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I Just Want To Be Loved For Who I Am
I have lost track of the number of times growing up I would beg to be “normal” and cried because I wanted to be just like other kids. This was even before I was able to put two and two together to realize this was not only morally wrong but also a detriment to my well-being….
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I’m Sorry Mister Rogers.
Mister Rogers, I know I need to forgive. I know it is the right thing to do and a destination which I hope will be reached one day in the not so far away future. Forgiveness is the only way to release me from so much which is eating away at my soul.
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