It’s curious, being in this new place. There’s so much I’m unfamiliar with. Walking lightly cobbled streets that the soles … More
Author: Anna Mischke
Bravery.
There are times when I wonder what it feels like to be brave. Are we even aware of it when … More
Pilot.
These days I often feel like I’m starring in an episode of an HBO (okay, I could go for FOX– … More
Greener.
Today is what I call a Washington day: overcast, slate grey, hints of fog drifting over the sound, and a … More
Twinge.
As Mad Men comes to it’s final season, I’ve been brushing up on past episodes, remembering the times I laughed, … More
Smashed.
You would think that after living overseas in a third world country I would have developed a thicker skin and … More
The pursuit of happiness.
We are constantly being told how we deserve to be happy. “As long as you’re happy.” “Make yourself happy.” “If … More
Chapter x.
Eleven. That’s how many sets of twenty four hours I’ve been back on extraordinary Washington ground since I boarded my … More
Calm waters.
“We thought we had found the loves of our lives, but we hadn’t. We were still young; barely out of … More
Cold hands, warm heart.
It had been almost two and a half years since I had last set eyes on the Seattle city lights, … More