I keep waking up in the middle of the night. Sometimes from the acid ravaging my esophagus from some annoying … More
Tag: blogger
amoeba.
When we enter into deep relationship, we cast ourselves under somewhat of a microscope. As we cohabitate and learn the … More
artifacts.
The sky is a sorbet of bright white clouds and silky grey with strips of unripened blueberry through the tall, … More
“like” this.
Scroll, scroll, scroll. Like, like, like. Tweet, repost, share. Pressing my thumbprint onto the home button of my iPhone and … More
talk.
Driving through the sunlit, endearingly gritty streets of Tacoma yesterday evening, I chat with my friend Ben after what felt … More
Whirlwind.
It has been 13 days since soaring into the air towards Phnom Penh, Cambodia and two full back home, in … More