When you are unemployed, waiting for Gmail is a lot like waiting for Godot.
Dear Paul: Don’t Forget to Forget Me
‘Forgetting does not mean we are forgotten. Forgetting is an active fading, a process that says we are losing, but we are also fighting back.’
An Ambient Birth Story
If you want to hear what the birth of Bryan Parys’ son was like, then you better pull up a chair and put on Julianna Barwick’s new album.
They Aren’t Playing Our Song
Bryan Parys writes about The Antlers’ Hospice, and how sometimes our connections with a song might not be rational.
Pregnancy of the Mind
Bryan Parys is overwhelmed with worry that a burrito will kill him before his unborn baby grows up.
Superman of the House
Bryan Parys was 4 when his father died. He’s still trying to figure out what “man of the house” means.