Playing the Victim

My 20s haven’t exactly gone the way I anticipated they would. Shocker. The expectations we carry in life are often thwarted. My timelines don’t always play out. Teleportation still isn’t a thing (though I maintain that if they can fax a paper, they can fax a person). Major life milestones aren’t always met. Some of it is my fault. Some of it is outside of my control. And some of […]

 

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 mindlessly swipe a nail out from under my leg I inadvertently sat on. You never really get too old to watch your dad work, bare feet swinging off the counter, nose filling with co-mingling scents of oil, earth, cement, wood shavings, and musty reject furniture […]

 

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 lamps. I had no idea why I was sitting outside in the dark, becoming one with the shadows. It felt ridiculous to be crying on a suburban curb, but a hidden subconscious pain had crept in, unwanted and uninvited. Despite the embarrassment I felt, an […]