“I’ll have a grande cold brew.” Standard order, standard day, though I did noticed that the holiday drinks were displayed on the Starbucks blackboard and…
Indecision, Netflix, and…I Don’t Know?
I’d be lying if I said I haven’t been staring at a blank Word Document for the better part of an hour. I’ve asked myself…
Freezing the Emotional Process
Sometimes I feel the words underneath the surface and I know. I need a keyboard, or a pen. I need to write. Most of the…
The Runaway Season
I can measure my adult life in taped cardboard boxes and crumpled plane tickets. But truth be told, I still don’t have any idea where…
Losing Control of My Airplane
I hop onto my dad’s workshop counter amidst a meticulously organized mess of tools, spare airplane parts, and a few stray bolts and screws. I…
Tow-Trucks & Therapists
I was 19 when I realized the way in which I was living life wasn’t really getting me anywhere. It seemed I was stuck in…
The Grace in Rejection
Sitting in a dorm room eight years ago I felt it. The anxious devastation that wells up in chest, the sick that lives in pit…
Hard to Impress
I have been told most of my life that I am not easily impressed. Sometimes it dresses in the guise of “cynical,” “jaded,” or “highly…
Learning to Grow Roots
The cold bit through my bare legs as I sat on the curb, a silhouetted form illuminated in the cold glow of the neighborhood street…
A Slammed Door
Back in June 2014 I wrote an article entitled, “Three-Legged Dogs in The Land of Want”. If you didn’t read it, it detailed my quest…