My Alcoholic Ego, or How I Finally Stopped Gaslighting Myself

In which I run a desperate experiment to get alcohol out of my life forever, complete with screaming monkeys, seductive whispers, and oddly joyful moments, all while I think I might just die. Continue reading My Alcoholic Ego, or How I Finally Stopped Gaslighting Myself

Solo Camping on the Mighty Androscoggin

Eventually, realizing I’d be swimming back against the river’s gentle but discernible current, I reluctantly turned around and swam underneath for a lungful’s worth of time. I re-emerged into the deepening sunset to see a loon watching me closely, about 6 feet away. I started treading water, and we regarded each other for a minute or so. Continue reading Solo Camping on the Mighty Androscoggin