If there's anything I learned over the last year, it's that home is not singular.
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If there's anything I learned over the last year, it's that home is not singular.
I haven't stepped foot in New York City in 124 days, but who's counting.
On May 22nd, in a hotel room in Phoenix, I made a decision.
Maybe it's the bitterness I feel for spending my life's savings on tiny apartments. Or maybe it's simply from exploring rooftops, overlooking a sunset that casts brights shadows on New York's skyline, and not feeling a thing.
And on the third day, I ate the best grape of my life.
"I belong to you?" This shit was going to be weird.
I wake up at seven to a coffee grinder, to the surprise gift of sleeping through the night.
On injury, travel, and trying to stay present.
When it comes to running, I hate this quote: "Getting out of bed is the hardest part."
I hate it because it's not true.