i miei amori

August Wilson's play Fences has several lines in it that replay over and over in my head. (If you haven't read it or watched the movie, I highly recommend it.) In one scene, there is this back and forth between Troy and his son, Cory, about whether Troy likes him or not. Towards the end of the … Continue reading i miei amori

Playing It Safe

I have gotten really good at hiding behind multiple walls. I suppose if I spent years in therapy, maybe I would discover some traumatic event that caused me to be this way. I think it's probably just years of small life lessons that taught me to hide until it was safe to come out. So … Continue reading Playing It Safe