we write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospect :: anais nin
The Cast and Crew I've realized that some of the stories I tell can be confusing just because of the number of people involved. For that reason and also (maybe mostly) for my own entertainment, I will provide a handful of the current crowd with a brief description. Christopher: the roommate that I never see… Continue reading November 14th
You could say I'm addicted to road trips and you wouldn't be wrong. I think I must truly be a nomad at heart, and I've never been more okay with embracing a label than that. I think the technical definition of nomad is: a member of a people having no permanent abode, and who travel from… Continue reading Rocks, Roadtrips, and the Realm in Between
It is an amazing thing to see yourself through somebody else's eyes. The person you see in the mirror, both literally and metaphorically, is not the same person who is seen by the people around you. We are our own harshest critics. That isn't an exaggeration. I think that the most beautiful people are those… Continue reading Through Their Eyes
In lieu of having anything interesting to say for myself, I have this to share here. I found this in the depths of the internet yesterday and it gave me something to think about. Here's a hundred ways to let someone know they're loved. One Hundred Ways to Say ‘I Love You’ “Pull over. Let… Continue reading One Hundred Ways to Say ‘I Love You’
Do you ever wonder about the things that we pass by - the things we don't even notice? I often do. Passing a car as I drive down the road in the dark, all I see are low beams. All that driver sees of me are mine. Nothing more. And not another thought of that… Continue reading Ships Passing in the Night
As a teacher I think a lot about how the kids I teach will turn out as adults. I wonder how many of the smart kids will give in to peer pressure to be careless with academics. I wonder how many of the part time bullies will turn into full time bullies. I wonder how… Continue reading People Change
I find that I fall in love with my good friendships quite easily. Not with my good friends, I said friendships. I can only hope you know that feeling when an acquaintance you once found interesting has leveled up so to speak, and you find that you now consider them a friend. This is often… Continue reading Friendship
The first, and only, time I've ever been surfing was in the cold Atlantic of north-ish Ireland (not to be mistaken for Northern Ireland). It was a cold day in the summer of 2012, it was raining, it was freezing. It was one of the most exhilarating experiences of my life. To start with, I… Continue reading Catching Waves
Apology 1. a regretful acknowledgement of an offense or failure Apologies are good. Apologies are necessary. The world would be in a worse state, I think, without sincere apologies. The key word in that statement, mind you, is sincere. For where would we be without sincerity? I remember as a child that my mom would always… Continue reading Apologies
I'm not the most socially outgoing of people; I rather prefer to sit back and observe. At least that's what I thought. I suppose what I'd forgotten to take into account is that for the last ten years I've been living in towns that had enough people that you never really felt alone. Even if… Continue reading Meeting People
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