If a tree falls on an Abby and she definitely makes a noise -- how far is the closest ER? The joke pops into my brain as I'm clipping the smaller branches. A sign that I'm in a better headspace. A usual rule of thumb: if I can joke, I'm gonna be okay. For the… Continue reading The Perfect Type of Failing
Month: July 2016
Let Me Tell You About My Monkey
Let me tell you a tale about my monkey. Well, technically it first starts off as a tale about a teddy bear keychain. (Bear with me. Ba dum ching.) Sometime in 2008, when visiting Florida for the very first time, I got this little teddy bear keychain. He was metallic, with movable limbs and a little… Continue reading Let Me Tell You About My Monkey
Notes On the Road: Accents, Longing, Belonging
"Really? You don't have an accent." That is probably the number one response I get from people when they find out I'm from Boston. I don't have an accent. It can come out if I'm really tired (er -- tye-yihd) and there are a few words I had to teach myself to say properly (what's… Continue reading Notes On the Road: Accents, Longing, Belonging
That (Not This) Abby Rose 