I somehow ended up in the fast group.
the anatomy of a move
On May 22nd, in a hotel room in Phoenix, I made a decision.
thank you, nepal
to Kathmandu, the city of small alleyways and roads too tight together.
the 10 best things to do in life
In a particular order.
nonfiction books
My love for books is typically around fiction. There's nothing more special than being buried in a gripping plot, watching time slip past its pages. And yet ...
untwisting meaning
After I mulled it over, time and time again, staring at this blank screen with the blinking cursor silently haunting me, I figured it out what working with Possible has been about.
on going home
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.
tapping into the night
I reached to turn the lights off and curl into a ball, welcoming sleep, when my Nepali phone dinged: a text message.
mindfulness workshop: 6 things I learned
After five days of making myself prisoner to a mindfulness course, I learned a few things.