Author Archives: daron

Guitarist.

971. Alive

When someone dies, even someone you didn’t know that well, don’t you feel like everything kind of… stops? For a moment? Like the whole engine of the world that is made up of all the people connected to that person stutters for a second?

968. Christmas Wrapping

Christmas morning went exactly the way it should for a five-year-old and not bad for the rest of us either. When Ziggy and I arrived at the house, Landon was already completely sugared up and had opened one of his gifts “from Santa”–a toy truck–and was preceding to turn the living room into a miniature […]

967. Cold Cold Heart

When Claire didn’t come back downstairs after an hour, a small debate ensued about whether we should go and check on her. While me and Courtney and Janine were arguing about it, Ziggy just went and looked in on her, and then came down to say she was lying down but she was fine. I […]