
Chasing
I have spent my life chasing. I have been chasing my dreams since I was young. I can feel it like a little flutter inside my stomach. It’s this sort of feeling of my being alive for a purpose…an almost … Continue reading Chasing
I have spent my life chasing. I have been chasing my dreams since I was young. I can feel it like a little flutter inside my stomach. It’s this sort of feeling of my being alive for a purpose…an almost … Continue reading Chasing
In my elementary school word history class, we studied nomads. We learned that they lived in a place for a short time, and then packed up and moved when they got tired of it. I thought this was wonderful. A lifestyle of … Continue reading The Nomad’s Guide to Moving
Stress. It’s that generational buzzword we broadly attribute to all manner of facing complexities in the first-world. We have a great reverence for stress. We wear it almost like a badge of honor. “I am stressed, therefore I must somehow … Continue reading It’s Not That Bad (And Other Lies You Tell Yourself)
Today I’ve been thinking about cliche girls. I missed that class in junior high, I guess. Because I’m just not cliche. I don’t really like chocolate. I’ll enjoy a candy bar once in a while, but I’ve never understood the … Continue reading The Cliche Girl
Son can you play me a memory. I’m not really sure how it goes… Some people measure their lives in photographs. I measure mine in music. I’m a sentimentalist, but not much of photographer. I don’t have photos on my … Continue reading The Power of Music
Some days I love my work. My fingers fly across the keyboard like they were born for this moment. Other days, I drag myself out of bed somewhere around 11 am, mechanically pour the coffee, and then walk the ten … Continue reading A Bit on Writing and Life