One Way Ticket

What do you do when your girlfriend of nearly five years leaves you–you’re just not husband material–and you find yourself desperately alone, while virtually every friend around you is married/getting married/having kids? I assume you’d do what any red-blooded American boy would do…buy a one-way ticket on Royal Jordanian Airlines to Thailand, via Hong Kong.

Why Would You?

After being told I’m a “great friend” but don’t have it in me to be a good husband or father why would I still want to call my girlfriend, er, ex-girlfriend? Because it is too difficult for me to write those two little letters: e-x. We all know there will be challenges. We know every relationship…

I Am A Prick

4 years, 8 months, and——something. It’s way too soon to do all this math. For the past few years my girlfriend (sic) and I did all we could to get her to medical school. She’s now there. It was a torturous process for her, to say the least. She departed 9 days ago. And I…

How do I find a cure?

When the girlfriend moves to the Caribbean, my family is 782 miles away, and I invariably envy nearly everyone else’s job, what do I do? Through the struggle of physical therapy and rebuilding confidence that I will race fast again–and faster than ever–I long for tomorrow. But what will get me through such lonely turbulent…