Identity

During the 18 months I was sleeping in the guest room, I felt like a lonely stranger uncomfortable in his…

Most of you have no idea who I am (and don’t care). Some of you know my name is Matt.…

I glanced at the calendar. The year is more than halfway over. That was fast. Maybe my life is, too.…

I see him every morning when I step out of the shower. We stare at one another again while I’m…