Tonight, I had my first writing class of a series. We did some free writing. Get a prompt. Write for five minutes. Share. The third prompt was “I remember…” For unclear reasons lately, I’ve been thinking about mailboxes. What they mean for homes. What they mean for love. What they mean for communication. And in … Continue reading checking the mailbox // a story + playlist.
Tonight felt so much like what this used to feel like. Evan is gone. Backpacking. And this feels alone like I used to be. Alone. Staying up late, working on projects, drinking wine, listening to this: This whole album. And flipping through an old friend of a book, trying to help a commenter who got … Continue reading frictioning geometry.
Anna and I have been friends since the days of Alpinist magazine. We lived in the Swamp House together, with her gorgeous sisters, awesome boyfriend [dan], and random interns… We’ve been on many an adventure to Yosemite, danced on tables in Vegas, made tons of Valentines for loved ones together, ran together, skied together, laughed … Continue reading rogue deer wandering.
I am a sucker for free things. I’ll take it! I’ll do that! Sure, I’ll eat that! So, I won a two week pass to The Womens Club from a raffle from a 5k Momma and I did whilst she was in town. I answered the phone call and when they told me I had … Continue reading where wine comes from!
Sometimes I think about my life with desperation. How can I get happier? What can I do? How can I make others happier? And it feels like always chasing. I was thinking about this yesterday, and then my Momma called. And all day, her birthday, I’ve been thinking about her life. [the parts that i … Continue reading i was your clown.
I’m usually all about celebrating my birthday for a whole week. Proclaiming that it’s “MY BIRTHDAY WEEK! We’re gonna BBQ/eat at Trio/go rafting/watch movies/etc. etc… cuz it’s MY BIRTHDAY WEEK!” But this year, I didn’t really want to. Didn’t want to make a fuss. Didn’t want the hoopla. I’m getting older, it’s okay that there … Continue reading the whole damn year.
A great night of friends and laughs and cheese conies and then the news of Osama Bin Laden. Talking, eating, discussing, laughing, eating more. Then, driving home, a message from a friend who had left earlier. – Hey, I was just listening to the news about Bin Laden. It’s just crazy to remember sitting in … Continue reading thankfulness in celebrating.