Day 187: Perhaps the World Ends Here

The world begins at the stroke of midnight.Not quite yesterday, not quite today, and certainly not tomorrow,But a place in … More

Day 182: if (self == lost) return;

After sifting through old high school essays yesterday, I stumbled on one I wrote my junior year about the desirable … More

I’ve been a little sad the past week. Part of it has to do with my parents. So much uncertainty … More

Tomorrow, I start running again. While wandering the rim of the Ubehebe Crater in Death Valley National Park two months … More

Sat, 03/23/2019. Days cycled contentedly by the beach. Afternoons by soft sunset and ocean waves blend together amicably, an amber … More

Parents can sometimes be so supercilious that I feel my body tense with adrenaline at deeper processing of their sentiments. … More

Here I am, empty document in hand, fully aware that I have not written a proper piece in nearly four … More

“Mind-numbing”, I’ve heard it described. Pure monotony, I think, the way it runs, a long seventy-mile gravel path off to … More

Wed, 02/13/2019. On Saturday, I went to the MFA with Avery to meet a couple of her friends, all of … More