Month: May 2019

Coming home is always the hardest part. I love my wife and kids. I like having the routines of waking and writing and reading, school and colleagues. I’ve built a good life for myself with the help of my family. But when I’m underway, I don’t miss it. In the…

Anxiety produces a physical ailment. It buzzes in my chest like a knot of electrical wires. I feel unsteady and light-headed. My heart thumps. My limbs jerk around in their duties like Reddy Kilowatt’s appendages. I don’t sleep, my thought racing around in smaller and smaller circles—snakes eating their own…