There’s a yearning that never goes away, a hunger, a burning, a distaste for riding the bus. … Read More the good life
The places you remember, the places you can’t help but leave bits of yourself behind in, the places you carry with you when you go. … Read More a geography of leaving
I have plans and hopes and worries and feelings and I’m trying to keep it real and move forward and so much of everything. Here’s some textual processing about all of it. … Read More on working and not
Against all odds, I went to Rwanda on the first day of 2017 to work on a special project. Full of fear but also hope, ready to look, wanting to see. … Read More a thousand hills!
Still here, still writing, still thinking about everything and excited about scissors.… Read More comfort and
Hark, it begins. Thinking and writing about advent, because I don’t dare ignore it, because it’s here again in spite of everything. … Read More first sunday of advent
A lot of somethings, unreconciled thoughts, gathered up and set down on internet paper, all in the astonishment of early november. Really, we’ve made it such a long way. … Read More we made it to november, and therefore lots of thoughts