We cut through the cemetery on the way, haze off the streetlights pooling on the far side. She watched the ground like it might open. I spoke to it instead: we come in love and want to leave in love. Leave you where you are to rest. The ground stayed where it was. So did we, moving.
Read MoreWhat I'm rebuilding isn't a business or a bank balance. It's a way of being in a room. A way of staying when something gets close.
I've been making notes on what helps. Here are six…
Read MoreThe original format of this post has existed on blogs since roughly the invention of wi-fi. I've always found the framing a little odd. Guilt implies wrongdoing and should probably be reserved for tax fraud and texting your ex during mercury retrograde. Not enjoying soup in peace…
Read MoreI used to post this on social media a lot…
I am a builder of beautiful defenses.
It read like a flex back then. Half admission, half wink. The kind of line you write because it’s true and you’ve made peace with it being true.
Read MoreThere are weeks where life just stacks itself. Work pulls one way, family, and friends pulls another, and somewhere in the middle you're supposed to show up fully present for all of it; clear-headed, emotionally available, not running on fumes and a protein shake. Some weeks that works. Some weeks you're just moving between rooms, between roles, trying not to drop anything.
I've been in one of those stretches…
Read MoreFive from the library. Two from the shelf. A free building down the street that hands you novels by writers you’ve never heard of. If reading does any good, that’s where it starts. Smile, learn, return the books on time.
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Read MoreWhat the Night Left Behind
Flour on the counter. Two glasses with wine rings at the bottom. A kitchen that smelled like butter and thyme and something that only exists when people cook together without dividing the labor. The girls were loud in the best way. Then they weren't. Then it was just us, and the kind of quiet that doesn't ask anything of you…
Read MoreI’ve been thinking about pace lately. Not in the way people talk about productivity or momentum, but in a quieter, more honest way.
Just…
Read MoreI found myself looking into La Marzocco espresso machines today, not because I’m about to run out and buy one, but because some things feel worth studying before they ever become yours. This feels like one of those things…
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