“You Wear Right Through Your Boots”

I remember being 17 and driving down to New Haven to see Ani DiFranco at the Palace. My friend, Patrick, and I were so excited. After the show we met a girl named Gina who “lived on faith” and kissed a homeless guy in Dunkin’ Donuts. We were so young, had so much energy and were so earnest and hopeful. That seems like a million years ago — I barely recognize those kids. To paraphrase Ms. DiFranco, “We’ve worn right through our boots.”

Graduations and class reunions have come and gone along with a thousand bad days, and a thousand goods days. New life. New love. Death. Heartbreak. Continue reading

Can’t win ’em all…or at all

I was cleaning out my inbox this evening and came across an article I’d sent to myself quite some time ago, called Dating 101: Why Guys Dump Girls They Dig. I gave it a quick read, and realized it’s sort of like the opposite of that literary atrocity He’s Just Not That Into You (I’m being bombarded with the commercials for the movie version as I write). After reading the article, what I came away with was this: You just can’t win. Continue reading