I keep waking up in the middle of the night. Sometimes from the acid ravaging my esophagus from some annoying … More
Tag: Tacoma
artifacts.
The sky is a sorbet of bright white clouds and silky grey with strips of unripened blueberry through the tall, … More
Your True North.
In my favourite book The Virgin Suicides, after a first attempt at death, young Cecilia is asked post-slitting-of-the-wrists “What are you … More
Whirlwind.
It has been 13 days since soaring into the air towards Phnom Penh, Cambodia and two full back home, in … More
Casanova.
Watching someone you love and respect work on something passionately with focus, drive, and serious intent makes you want them … More
Extravagantly.
There are days when it feels like everything has been flecked with rose gold and hazel and honey. They are rare … More
Retreat.
The lust to wander is back full force and I don’t quite know what to do with this familiar feeling. … More
The family tree.
It wasn’t until getting off the phone with our dear family friend, Tina, yesterday that I realized that I had … More
The bells.
This weekend was special for a few reasons: the biggest, having the honor of being with my amazing family-to-be. Spending time … More
Open house.
Take one look at my planner and you’ll understand why I’d like to schedule my coffee with you two weeks … More