Monthly Archives: March 2024

The Green Flash

Posted on March 8, 2024 by 34orion

“I needed to find peace in the thought that with love comes loss. If you love or allow yourself to be loved, there will come a time where you be devastated by the loss of that love. It is the price of admission.” Continue reading →

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The Green Flash

Posted on March 6, 2024 by 34orion

I woke up just as the train was leaving Stanford. My seatmate was still fully engrossed by her spreadsheet. Tying to be the hale and hearty fellow traveler I asked, “I am going up to the club car for a cup of coffee may I bring you back something?” Not even taking the time to look up from her computer screen she replied frostily no thank you.” As I made my way through the rocking train to get my coffee, I thought to myself “What a bitch.” Continue reading →

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Chapter 10

Posted on March 4, 2024 by 34orion

You have to take some of that responsibility. You can’t put it all on him. I don’t see you owning up to your mistakes. What I see, what I have seen since this cluster fuck of a divorce started is each of you blaming the other for why your marriage fell apart instead of each of you accepting you fucked up. That it was too far gone to fix. And instead of saying we had our time, we have two great boys and some good memories, you both went about trying to destroy each other. A divorce that could have been over in months didn’t end until it killed Conor.” Continue reading →

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The Green Flash

Posted on March 2, 2024 by 34orion

I’ve been blessed with more notice, to prepare for my own mortality than most people get. And so, I’ve worried that some of my loved ones have postponed or passed on experiences that might cause them to be absent when I die. That’s fucked. There’s no unfinished business. I know how they love me. And my friends and family know I love them.

I hate the long tearful goodbye thing. And I hate when people wreck parties by thinking that their goodbyes are important enough to stop the dancing. I perfected my Irish exit departures long before I knew they were a thing. Continue reading →

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