If there's anything I learned over the last year, it's that home is not singular.
right now
hoping. for intimacy, spring blooms, mint chocolate chip ice-cream
once a runner
I'd like to know what the qualifications are to be a runner. I'd like to run mindlessly, wordlessly, under these pink skies—where the air is thin but filled with so much hope.
when clouds meet mountains
We are on top of a mountain. Sometimes I forget that.
back east
I haven't stepped foot in New York City in 124 days, but who's counting.
3 months in
Even as things stay excitedly busy, I've been able to continuously reflect on what moving and totally starting anew really feels like. I've learned more about myself in than last three months than...ever....by being exposed to so much change and challenge.
2 months in
A lot can happen in two months. A lot has.
hand dreams
Like Patti, I inspect my own hands, wondering if I could ever dream of them.
duct tape
I've tried to fix a lot of things with duct tape, which is, to say, not the most effective way to do things.