Hair Cuts and Embarrassing High School Photographs
Whoa, y’all. I just looked back and realized that with the exception of one satire piece, everything I’ve written recently has been sort of heavy. Depression, dead cat, OCD, and so on.
Author: Rhiannon Giles
The “What if” Light Bulb
This weekend, a friend and I took our daughters to White Lake. I grew up going there for a week every summer — it’s a place full of so much nostalgia. Extra so, since absolutely nothing has changed in the last 30 years. Well ok, fewer people chain smoking on the beach. Also, there are now mini fridges in the motel rooms.
My Fearful Symmetry
I originally wrote this for The Mighty but it felt like a good time to put it on my blog, as a reminder to myself.
Negligent Mother Implicated in Wolf Habitat Incident
Durham, NC – Visitors to Durham’s Museum of Life and Science were disappointed to learn that all outdoor exhibits beyond Sprout Cafe were closed to visitors on Monday.
“Somewhere on the Other Side the Sun is Shining”
Hi there. It’s me, Rhiannon. I am currently super caffeinated. I am currently not super depressed. Those two things have nothing to do with each other, I just wanted to give you a head’s up about the first thing. The blog post is more about the second thing.
She Has Trouble Acting Normal When She’s Nervous
The last few weeks have left me raw. A bundle of nerve endings too close to the surface, chafed by every tiny demand thrown by life. It would short circuit and leave me feeling stuck in the murky darkness, where feelings are different. Less than and greater than at the same time — a heavy fog shrouding the world in a deep sense of dread and confusion. I was aware that there were alternatives to the be found — that happiness did exist as a gossamer, intangible idea somewhere beyond the grey. A theoretical thing. If I reached for it, my hand came back empty.
Saying Goodbye to Squirt
Zach and I made the decision on Monday that it was time to let Squirt go. Everyone kept saying that I would just know, as though Squirt look at me with his big blue eyes and silently communicate his desire to leave whatever pain he was in behind.