"Did you write something?" I asked when I returned to my seat at the bar ( Read more... )

The work is more or less the same from restaurant to restaurant, but it can be night and day when it comes to my enjoyment of it. Finding a great restaurant job is like finding fresh water in the Kalahari desert; you might know exactly where to look, but usually you just get lucky ( Read more... )

This reality is not how I imagined things a few months ago. I imagined having more control. I didn't foresee losing my first job so quickly and I didn't expect Kayla to abandon me after I spent six years believing our relationship meant something to her ( Read more... )

The clouds roll in, the sky turns battleship gray, and I begin to wonder if maybe I shouldn't have come here ( Read more... )

Today is the autumnal equinox, which has always been a holiday in my mind. Fall is the undisputed champion of the seasons, the crème de la crème if you will. And this one is special, for it is my first Oregonian autumn. Make no mistake: I come alive in the fall. It is my time. My happy place. It is a season of perfect weather, of exploding ( Read more... )

You're doing it right, man. Just keep creating action. Make every day fucking interesting. See through the surface, into the matrix of possibilities.So yeah, I'm gonna' swipe right a hundred times on Tinder. I'm gonna' get drunk with strangers. And I'm gonna' meet Gungor with an open mind ( Read more... )

"Where am I sleeping?" I asked ( Read more... )

For the longest time I believed and accepted that Kayla and I were going to be together for the rest of my life. "Breaking up is not an option," we used to say. We were confident that neither of us would do anything to jeopardize our relationship, and even if one of us did something stupid, we knew we'd work through it. Then I lost her out of ( Read more... )

I'd be lying if I said I wasn't disappointed, hurt and upset. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't experiencing utter disbelief. And if I told you I wasn't a little scared, I'd also be lying ( Read more... )

Matt waits until 11 a.m. to make himself a drink. To his credit it is four hours later than he wanted one. The guilt of day drinking turns comic by the blasting of Tool's "Sober" out of his speakers while his girlfriend is attempting to call a cab. Matt hopes the music is too loud, but only for a second, then he turns it down a tick. Gotta' ( Read more... )